Tom Dooley
Rob Getzschman
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Hand me down my banjo, I'll pluck in on my knee By this time tomorrow, it'll be no use to me 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 By this time tomorrow, I reckon where I'll be In some lonesome valley, buried 'neath a white oak tree 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 took her up on the mountain, I swore she'd be my wife I took her up on the mountain and stabbed her with my knife 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 don't expect salvation, I've got so little hope It won't be long now 'fore I find out, as I dangle from this rope 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
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