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