Tipo de gaita: Diatônica
Tom: qualquer

Throughout history, there've been many songs
written about the eternal triangle.
This next one tells the story of a Mr Grayson,
a beautiful woman, And a condemned man named,
Tom Dooley.  When the sun rises tomorrow,
Tom Dooley must hang.

CHORUS

4    4    4    -4    -5  -6 -6
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley,

4    4    4    -4   -5  6
Hang down your head and cry.

4    4    4    -4    -5  6  6
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley,

-6   -6   -6     6     -4 -5
Poor boy, you're bound to die.


VERSE 1

4 4   4   -4 -5  -6  -6
I met her on the mountain.

4     4 -4   -5  6
There I took her life.

4   4   -4 -5  6   6
Met her on the mountain,

-6      -6  6    -4 -5
Stabbed her with my knife.


CHORUS


VERSE 2 & 3 (2 on top, 3 on bottom)

4    -4   -5 -6 -6
This time to-morrow,
This time to-morrow,

4  4   -4    -5   6
Reckon where I'll be.
Reckon where I'll be,

4    4   4    -4   -5   6   6
Had--n't a----been for  Grayson,
Down in  some lone-some val-ley,

-6  -6  -6   -6 6     -4  -5
I'd a---been in Ten---nes-see.
Hangin' from a- white oak tree.

CHORUS (2X after verse 2 & 3)

AT the end, repead last phrase of chorus 2X

-5   -5   -5     -4    -4 -5
Poor boy, you're bound to die.