Steve Earle
Tom Dooley 
 (traditional) 



 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 x 5