*Hang down your head, Tom Doole
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
There I took her life
Met her on the mountain
Stabbed her with my knife (*)
This time tomorrow reckon where I'll be
Hadn't been for Grayson
I'd been in Tennessee (well now, boy)(*)
This time tomorrow reckon where I'll be
Down in some lonesome valley
Hanging from a white oak tree(*)
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:18.27]*Hang down your head, Tom Doole
[00:18.87]Hang down your head and cry
[00:19.71]Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
[00:20.31]Poor boy, you're bound to die
[00:20.85]I met her on the mountain
[00:22.08]There I took her life
[00:25.68]Met her on the mountain
[00:29.22]Stabbed her with my knife (*)
[00:47.76]This time tomorrow reckon where I'll be
[00:54.96]Hadn't been for Grayson
[00:57.69]I'd been in Tennessee (well now, boy)(*)
[01:16.50]This time tomorrow reckon where I'll be
[01:24.15]Down in some lonesome valley
[01:26.79]Hanging from a white oak tree(*)
*Hang down your head, Tom Doole
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
There I took her life
Met her on the mountain
Stabbed her with my knife (*)
This time tomorrow reckon where I'll be
Hadn't been for Grayson
I'd been in Tennessee (well now, boy)(*)
This time tomorrow reckon where I'll be
Down in some lonesome valley
Hanging from a white oak tree(*)
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:18.27]*Hang down your head, Tom Doole
[00:18.87]Hang down your head and cry
[00:19.71]Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
[00:20.31]Poor boy, you're bound to die
[00:20.85]I met her on the mountain
[00:22.08]There I took her life
[00:25.68]Met her on the mountain
[00:29.22]Stabbed her with my knife (*)
[00:47.76]This time tomorrow reckon where I'll be
[00:54.96]Hadn't been for Grayson
[00:57.69]I'd been in Tennessee (well now, boy)(*)
[01:16.50]This time tomorrow reckon where I'll be
[01:24.15]Down in some lonesome valley
[01:26.79]Hanging from a white oak tree(*)
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