tom dooley lyrics – steve earle

[chorus:]
hang down your head, tom dooley
hang down your head and cry
hang down your head, tom dooley
poor boy, you’re bound to die

i met her on the mountain
i said she’d be my wife
i met her on the mountain
stabbed her with my knife

[chorus]

i drug her to the river
as god almighty knows
the man beside the water
hid her shoes and clothes

i dug her grave a footlong
i dug it three foot deep
i threw the cold clay on her
tramped it with my feet

[chorus]

’bout this time tomorrow
reckon where i’ll be
down there in that holler
hangin’ from a tree

[chorus 5x]

/ steve earle lyrics