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Peter Sue And Marc
Tom Dooley
Listen the bells are ringing,
They're gonna pray for you.
Poor boy the song they're singing,
Will be the last for you.
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,
This is your last goodbye.
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley,
You know the reason why.
Way up in the mountains, this is where you took her life.
Way up in the mountains, you stabbed her with your knife.
About this time tomorrow reckon where you're gonna be.
About this time tomorrow under the old 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,
This is your last goodbye.
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley,
You know the reason why.
Never again those summers,
Watching the pretty flowers grow,
Never again those summers,
Watching the rivers flow.
Now that the night is falling
Nobody shares your loneliness.
Now that the night is falling
You will regret, I guess.
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.
Listen the bells are ringing,
They're gonna pray for you.
Poor boy the song they're singing,
Will be the last for you.
(Oh poor boy!)
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley,
Hang down your head and cry
(Hang down your head and cry).
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley,
Poor boy, you’re bound to die
(Oh poor boy!).
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley,
This is your last goodbye
(This is your last goodbye).
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley,
You know the reason why.
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley,
Hang down your head and cry
(Hang down your head and cry).
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley, poor boy,
You're bound to die
(Oh poor boy).
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley,
This is your last goodbye...
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