Neil Young, Crazy Horse - Tom Dula lyrics
[Neil Young, Crazy Horse - Tom Dula lyrics]
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
This time tomorrow reckon where I'll be
Hadn't a-been for Grayson
I'd a-been in Tennessee
This time tomorrow reckon where I'll be
Down in some lonesome valley
Hanging from a white oak tree
Poor boy, you're bound to die
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
This time tomorrow reckon where I'll be
Hadn't a-been for Grayson
I'd a-been in Tennessee
This time tomorrow reckon where I'll be
Down in some lonesome valley
Hanging from a white oak tree
Poor boy, you're bound to die
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