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