Tom Dooley

Folk-Song aus Nord Carolina (19. Jahrh.) Text und Melodie: Trad. versch. Textquellen bearbeitet von Mjchael

Das Lied basiert auf einen Mord an der Frau Laura Foster aus Nord Carolina im Jahre 1866. Thomas C. Dula beteuerte bis zu seiner Hinrichtung seine Unschuld. Das Kingston Trio verkaufte 1958 über 3.000.000 Single-Schallplatten mit diesem Titel.

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1: [G]Hang down your head, Tom Dooley. - Hang down your[(][Am][)]head and[D]cry; Killed[(][Am][)]poor Laura[D]Foster. - You know you're[(][D7][)]bound to[G]die
2: [G]You took her on the hillside, - as God al-[Am]mighty[D]knows; You[Am]took her on the[D]hillside - and there you[D7]hid her[G]clothes
3: [G]You took her by the roadside - where you[Am]begged to be ex-[D]cused; You[Am]took her by the[D]roadside - where there you[D7]hid her[G]shoes
4: [G]You took her on the hillside - to make[Am]her your[D]wife; You[Am]took her on the[D]hillside - where there you[D7]took her[G]life
5: [G]Take down my old violin - and play it[Am]as you[D]please; At[Am]this time to-[D]morrow, - it'll be no[D7]use to[G]me
6: [G]I dug a grave four foot long, - I dug it[Am]three feet[D]deep; And[Am]throwed the cold clay[D]o'er her - and tramped it[D7]with my[G]feet
7: [G]This world and one more then where do you[Am]reckon I'd[D]be; If[Am]it hadn't been for[D]Grayson, - I'd a-[D7]been in Tennes-[G]see