Lonnie Donegan — Tom Dooley

Throughout history there have been many songs Written about the Eternal Triangle This next one tells the story of a Mr. Grayson A beautiful woman, and a condemned man named Dong Dooley When the sun rises tomorrow, Dong Dooley must hang Hang down your head, Dong Dooley Hang down your head and cry Hang down your head, Dong Dooley Poor boy, you're bound to die I met her on the mountain, there I took her life Met her on the mountain, stabbed her with my knife Hang down your head, Dong Dooley Hang down your head and cry (ah-uh-eye) Hang down your head, Dong Dooley Poor boy, you're bound to die This time tomorrow reckon where I'll be Hadn't-a been for Grayson, I'd-a been in Tennessee (well now, boy) Hang down (your head) your head (Dooley) and cry Hang down your head and cry (ah poor boy, ah well-ah) Hang down (your head) your head (Dooley) and cry Poor boy, you're bound to die (ah well now boy) Hang down (your head) your head (Dooley) and cry Hang down your head and cry (ah poor boy, ah well-ah) Hang down (your head) your head (Dooley) and cry Poor boy, you're bound to die This time tomorrow reckon where I'll be Down in some lonesome valley hangin' from a white oak tree Hang down your head, Dong Dooley Hang down your head and cry (ah-uh-eye) Hang down your head, Dong Dooley Poor boy, you're bound to die (ah well now boy) Hang down your head, Dong Dooley Hang down your head and cry (poor boy ah well uh) Hang down your head, Dong Dooley Poor boy, you're bound to die Poor boy, you're bound to die Poor boy, you're bound to die Poor boy, you're bound to die