Tom Dooley

[Chorus]
Hang your head, Tom Dooley
Hang your head and cry
You killed poor Laura Foster
You know you're bound to die

[Verse 1]
You took her on the hillside
As God Almighty knows
You took her on the hillside
And there, you hid her clothes

[Verse 2]
You took her by the roadside
Where you begged to be excused
Took her by the roadside
Where there, you hid her shoes

[Verse 3]
You took her on the hillside
To make her your wife
Took her on the hillside
Where there, you took her life

[Chorus]
Hang your head, Tom Dooley
Hang your head and cry
You killed poor Laura Foster
You know you're bound to die

[Verse 4]
"Take down my old violin
Play it all you please
This time tomorrow
It'll be of no use to me"

[Chorus]
Hang your head, Tom Dooley
Hang your head and cry
You killed poor Laura Foster
You know you're bound to die

[Verse 5]
"I dug a grave four feet long
I dug it three feet deep
Rolled old cold clay o'er her
And tromped it with my feet"

[Chorus]
Hang your head, Tom Dooley
Hang your head and cry
You killed poor Laura Foster
You know you're bound to die

[Verse 6]
"This world, and one more
Then, where you reckon I'll be
If it hadn'ta been for Grayson
I'da been in Tennessee"

[Chorus]
Hang your head, Tom Dooley
Hang your head and cry
You killed poor Laura Foster
You know you're bound to die