Tom Dooley

I Amet her on the mountain, there I took her E7life Met her on the mountain, stabbed her with my Aknife      AHang down your head, Tom Dooley    Hang down your head and E7cry    Hang down your head, Tom Dooley    Poor boy, you’re bound to Adie   This time tomorrow, reckon where I’ll be Hadn’t-a been for Grayson, I’d-a been in Tennessee (well now, boy)   This time tomorrow, reckon where I’ll be Down in some lonesome valley, hangin’ from a white oak tree

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