Lyrics

Met her on a mountain
That's where I took her life
Met her on a mountain
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

This time tomorrow, reckon where I'll be
If it hadn't have been for Grayson, I'd have been in Tennesee

This time tomorrow, reckon where I'll be
Down in some lonesome valley
Hanging' from a white oak tree