Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Killed poor Laura Foster
You know you're bound to die
You took her on the hillside, as God almighty knows
You took her on the hillside and there you hid her clothes
You took her by the roadside where you begged to be excused
You took her by the roadside where there you hid her shoes
You took her on the hillside to make her your wife
You took her on the hillside where there you took her life
Take down my old violin and play it as you please
At this time tomorrow, it'll be no use to me
I dug a grave four foot long, I dug it three feet deep
And throwed the cold clay o'er her and tramped it with my feet
This world and one more then where do you reckon I'd be
If it hadn't been for Grayson, I'd a-been in TennesseeLeft me here on a rainy day
Somehow I knew this would come
Silent room full of memories
Now I wake to find that everything's gone
It could have been, I think to myself
A blessing that I'll never know
And if it seems I'm trying too hard
Give me the strength to let go
It's the last time that we'll have together
It's the only thing left in our lives
But as long as we still have each other
Let's spend the night
Find myself a better life you used to say
Now your dreaming has finally grown
Even though you are near and the answers so clear
I can't do it, I can't let you go
And if it seems I'm falling behind
It's hurting me more than you'll know
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I remember the line that you gave to me
'Bout the day and the rest of our lives
Now that you've found your place to be
It'll kill me if you're not around
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