TOM DOOLEY

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Hang down your head, Tom Dooley , hang down your head and cry
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Hang down your head , Tom Dooley, poor boy you're bound to die
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I met her on the mountain & there I took her life
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I met her on the mountain & stabbed her with my knife 
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Hang down your head, Tom Dooley , hang down your head and cry
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Hang down your head , Tom Dooley, poor boy you're bound to die
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 Hand me down my banjo, I'll pick it on my knee
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This time tomorrow it'll be no use to me   
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Hang down your head, Tom Dooley , hang down your head and cry....
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This time tomorrow, reckon where I'll be? 
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If it hadn'-a been for Grayson, I'd-a-been in Tennessee. 
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Hang down your head, Tom Dooley , hang down your head and cry....
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This time tomorrow, reckon where I'll be?  
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Down some lonesome valley, hangin' from  a white oak tree. 
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Hang down your head, Tom Dooley , hang down your head and cry....

                                                                    poor boy ....... 3X