[ Предположительная тональность: G ] Tom Dooley (Doc Watson version) *(Chorus)* G C C G ** Hang your head, Tom Dooley, Hang your head and cry; D G C G ** You killed poor Laurie Foster, And you know you're bound to die. G C C G You left her by the roadside Where you begged to be excused; D G C G You left her by the roadside, Then you hid her clothes and shoes. *(Chorus)* G C C G You took her on the hillside For to make her your wife; D G C G You took her on the hillside, And there you took her life. G C C G You dug the grave four feet long And you dug it three feet deep; D G C G You rolled the cold clay over her And tromped it with your feet. *(Chorus)* G C C G "Trouble, oh it's trouble A-rollin' through my breast; D G C G As long as I'm a-livin', boys, They ain't a-gonna let me rest. G C C G I know they're gonna hang me, Tomorrow I'll be dead, D G C G Though I never even harmed a hair On poor little Laurie's head." *(Chorus)* G C C G "In this world and one more Then reckon where I'll be; D G C G If is wasn't for Sheriff Grayson, I'd be in Tennesee. G C C G You can take down my old violin And play it all you please. D G C G For at this time tomorrow, boys, It'll be of no use to me." *(Chorus)* G C C G "At this time to-morrow Where do you reckon I'll be? D G C G Away down yonder in the holler Hangin' on a white oak tree. *(Chorus)* (enjoy this Doc Watson version) jrbmusic
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