Uploaded August 2011 | Updated September 2026, 9 hours ago

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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
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 a-been for Grayson,
I'd a-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,
hangin' 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