WWW.AZCHORDS.COM | Doc Watson - Tom Dooley Ukulele | Ver. 1
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.
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You left her by the roadside Where you begged to be excused;
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You left her by the roadside, Then you hid her clothes and shoes.
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You took her on the hillside For to make her your wife;
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You took her on the hillside, And there you took her life.
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You dug the grave four feet long And you dug it three feet deep;
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You rolled the cold clay over her And tromped it with your feet.
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"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.
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I know they're gonna hang me, Tomorrow I'll be dead,
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Though I never even harmed a hair On poor little Laurie's head."
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"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.
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You can take down my old violin And play it all you please.
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For at this time tomorrow, boys, It'll be of no use to me."
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"At this time to-morrow Where do you reckon I'll be?
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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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