作词 : Lance Lencioni/Charles Lescewicz/Dennis Ritchie
 作曲 : Lance Lencioni/Charles Lescewicz/Dennis Ritchie
Throughout history, there's been many songs written about different killers
This one is the story of a sheriff Grayson
a beautiful young woman
and a condemned man named Tom Dooley
Tomorrow morning at sunrise, Tom Dooley
must hang
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
There I took her life
I kill her on the 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
They'll be hanging me
If it wasn't for sheriff Grayson
I'd been in Tennessee
(Oh, well, now, boy)
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head and cry
(Oh, boy, well, now)
Hang down your head and cry
Poor boy, you're bound to die
(Oh, well, now, boy)
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head and cry
(Oh, boy, well, now)
Hang down your head and cry
Poor boy, you're bound to die
This time tomorrow
Reckon where I'll be
Down in some lonesome valley
Hanging from 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
(Oh, well, now, boy)
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
(Oh, boy, well, now)
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're bound to die
Poor boy, you're bound to die
Poor boy, you're bound to die
Poor boy, you're bound to die