ฟังเพลงTom Dooley

Tom Dooley - Doc Watson

Written by：Arr. Adapt. A.d. Watson (A /k/a Doc Watson

Hang your tom dooley

Hang your head and cry

You killed poor laurie foster

And you know you're bound to die

You left by the roadside

Where you begged to be excused

You left by the roadside

Then you hid her clothes and shoes

Hang your tom dooley

Hang your head and cry

You killed poor laurie foster

And you know you're bound to die

You took on the hillside

For to make her your wife

You took on the hillside

And ther you took her life

You dug the grave four feet long

And you dug it three feet deep

Rolled and cold clay over her

And tromped with your feet

Hang your tom dooley

Hang your head and cry

You killed poor laurie foster

And you know you're bound to die

Trouble oh it's trouble

A rollin' through my breast

As long as I'm a livin' boys

They ain't a gonna let me rest

I know they're gonna hang me

Tomorrow I'll be dead

Though I never even harmed a hair

On poor little laurie's head

Hang your tom dooley

Hang your head and cry

You killed poor laurie foster

And you know you're bound to die

In this world and one more

Then where you reckon I'll be

But I will man for grayson

I'd be in tennesee

You can take down my old violin

And play it all you please

For at this time tomorrow boys

Iit'll be of no use to me

Hang your tom dooley

Hang your head and cry

You killed poor laurie foster

And you know you're bound to die

At this time tomorrow

Where do you reckon I'll be

Away down yonder in the holler

Hangin' on a white oak tree

Hang your tom dooley

Hang your head and cry

You killed poor laurie foster

And you know you're bound to die