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Tom Dooley           (Doc Watson version)
 
    *(Chorus)*
     G                     C         C                    G
**    Hang your head, Tom Dooley, Hang your head and cry;
     D                        G                      C                      G
**    You killed poor Laurie Foster, And you know you're bound to die.
 
G                     C                     C                        G
You left her by the roadside Where you begged to be excused;
D                      G                     C                     G
You left her by the roadside, Then you hid her clothes and shoes.
 
   *(Chorus)*
G                     C                     C                      G
You took her on the hillside For to make her your wife;
D                     G                  C                   G
You took her on the hillside, And there you took her life.
G                    C                      C                           G
You dug the grave four feet long And you dug it three feet deep;
D                          G                C                          G
You rolled the cold clay over her And tromped it with your feet.
 
   *(Chorus)*
G                   C                       C                      G
"Trouble, oh it's trouble A-rollin' through my breast;
D                  G                     C                      G
As long as I'm a-livin', boys, They ain't a-gonna let me rest.
G                      C             C                 G
I know they're gonna hang me, Tomorrow I'll be dead,
D                      G               C                         G
Though I never even harmed a hair    On poor little Laurie's head."
 
   *(Chorus)*
G                    C              C                        G
"In this world and one more Then reckon where I'll be;
D                          G                 C               G
If is wasn't for Sheriff Grayson, I'd be in Tennesee.
G                        C           C                    G
You can take down my old violin And play it all you please.
D                    G                            C                 G
For at this time tomorrow, boys, It'll be of no use to me."
 
   *(Chorus)*
G                  C                 C                         G
"At this time to-morrow Where do you reckon I'll be?
D                         G          C                       G
Away down yonder in the holler Hangin' on a white oak tree.
 
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