The Kingston Trio - Hang Down Your Head Tom Dooley | Текст песни

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Throughout history, there have 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.

Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
Hang down your head and cry,
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
Poor boy you're bound to die.

I met her on the mountain,
There I took her life,
Met her on the mountain,
Stabbed her with my knife.

Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
Hang down your head and cry,
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
Poor boy you're bound to die.

This time tomorrow,
Reckon where I'll be,
Hadn't have been for Grayson,
I'd have been in Tennessee.

Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
Hang down your head and cry,
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
Poor boy you're bound to die.

Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
Hang down your head and cry,
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
Poor boy you're bound to die.

This time tomorrow,
Reckon where I'll be,
Down in some lonesome valley,
Hanging from a white oak tree.

Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
Hang down your head and cry,
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
Poor boy you're bound to die.

Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
Hang down your head and cry,
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
Poor boy you're bound to die.

Poor boy you're bound to die,
Poor boy you're bound to die,
Poor boy you're bound to die.

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