TOM DOOLEY Hang down your head, Tom Dooley Hang down your head and cry Killed poor Laura Foster You know you're bound to die You took her on the hillside, as God almighty knows You took her on the hillside and there you hid her clothes You took her by the roadside where you begged to be excused You took her by the roadside where there you hid her shoes You took her on the hillside to make her your wife You took her on the hillside where there you took her life Take down my old violin and play it as you please At this time tomorrow, it'll be no use to me I dug a grave four foot long, I dug it three feet deep And throwed the cold clay o'er her and tramped it with my feet This world and one more then where do you reckon I'd be If it hadn't been for Grayson, I'd a-been in Tennessee ____________ as sung by the New lost City Ramblers. from the Frank Warner collection. Tom Dula was hanged for the murder of Laura Foster in Wilkes County, NC in 1868 @murder @outlaw filename[ TOMDOOLY SF ===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===