Chords for Bobby Bare "Tom Dooley"
Tempo:
112.3 bpm
Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G] There's a lot of songs written about the eternal triangle.
[A] [Am] Songs [D] about a [E] misdegracion, [G] a beautiful woman [A] named Lois,
and a condemned [G] man by the name of Tom Dooley.
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley.
[Gm] [G] Hang down your head [D] and cry.
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley.
Or, boy, you're bound [Gm] to [G] die.
Met her on the mountain.
There I took [D] her life.
Met her on the mountain.
Stabbed her [Gm] with my knife.
[G] Took her on the hillside.
As God Almighty [D]
knows,
I took her on the [B] hillside.
[D] That's where [Bm] [A] I hid [G] her clothes.
Why don't you hang down your head, Tom Dooley?
[Gm] [G] Hang down your head and [D] cry.
[C] Hang [F#m] down your [D] head, Tom Dooley.
Or, boy, you're [G] bound to die.
[Gm] [G] Dug a grave five feet long.
Dug it three [D] feet deep.
Wrote cold clay over her.
Stomped it with [G] my feet.
Now, maybe this time tomorrow,
I reckon is where [Dm] I'll be.
[F] [D] If it had not been for gracing,
I'd have been in [G] Tennessee.
Come on now, hang down your head, Tom Dooley.
Hang down your [D] head and cry.
Hang [A] down your head, [D] Tom Dooley.
Or, boy, you're [G] bound to die.
This time tomorrow,
I reckon is where [D] I'll be.
Down in some lonesome valley,
hanging from a white oak [G] tree.
Yeah, Tom Dooley was hanged for the murder of Laura Foster
in Wilkes County, North [D] Carolina, at sunrise,
May [G] 3rd, [A]
1868.
Have a nice [G] day, Tom.
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley.
Hang down your head and [D] cry.
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley.
Or, boy, you're bound to [G] die.
[D]
[G] There's a lot of songs written about the eternal triangle.
[A] [Am] Songs [D] about a [E] misdegracion, [G] a beautiful woman [A] named Lois,
and a condemned [G] man by the name of Tom Dooley.
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley.
[Gm] [G] Hang down your head [D] and cry.
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley.
Or, boy, you're bound [Gm] to [G] die.
Met her on the mountain.
There I took [D] her life.
Met her on the mountain.
Stabbed her [Gm] with my knife.
[G] Took her on the hillside.
As God Almighty [D]
knows,
I took her on the [B] hillside.
[D] That's where [Bm] [A] I hid [G] her clothes.
Why don't you hang down your head, Tom Dooley?
[Gm] [G] Hang down your head and [D] cry.
[C] Hang [F#m] down your [D] head, Tom Dooley.
Or, boy, you're [G] bound to die.
[Gm] [G] Dug a grave five feet long.
Dug it three [D] feet deep.
Wrote cold clay over her.
Stomped it with [G] my feet.
Now, maybe this time tomorrow,
I reckon is where [Dm] I'll be.
[F] [D] If it had not been for gracing,
I'd have been in [G] Tennessee.
Come on now, hang down your head, Tom Dooley.
Hang down your [D] head and cry.
Hang [A] down your head, [D] Tom Dooley.
Or, boy, you're [G] bound to die.
This time tomorrow,
I reckon is where [D] I'll be.
Down in some lonesome valley,
hanging from a white oak [G] tree.
Yeah, Tom Dooley was hanged for the murder of Laura Foster
in Wilkes County, North [D] Carolina, at sunrise,
May [G] 3rd, [A]
1868.
Have a nice [G] day, Tom.
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley.
Hang down your head and [D] cry.
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley.
Or, boy, you're bound to [G] die.
[D]
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[G] _ _ _ _ There's a lot of songs written about the eternal triangle.
[A] _ [Am] Songs [D] about a [E] misdegracion, [G] a beautiful woman [A] named Lois,
and a condemned [G] man by the name of Tom Dooley. _ _ _ _
_ _ Hang down your head, Tom Dooley.
[Gm] _ _ [G] Hang down your head [D] and cry.
_ _ Hang down your head, Tom Dooley.
_ Or, boy, you're bound [Gm] to [G] die.
_ _ _ Met her on the mountain.
_ _ There I took [D] her life.
_ _ Met her on the mountain.
_ _ _ Stabbed her [Gm] with my knife.
_ _ [G] Took her on the hillside.
_ As God Almighty [D]
knows,
_ I took her on the [B] hillside.
[D] That's where [Bm] [A] I hid [G] her clothes.
Why don't you hang down your head, Tom Dooley?
[Gm] _ [G] Hang down your head and [D] cry.
_ [C] Hang [F#m] down your [D] head, Tom Dooley.
Or, boy, you're [G] bound to die.
[Gm] _ _ [G] Dug a grave five feet long.
Dug it three [D] feet deep.
_ _ _ Wrote cold clay over her.
_ Stomped it with [G] my feet.
_ Now, maybe this time tomorrow,
_ I reckon is where [Dm] I'll be.
_ [F] [D] If it had not been for gracing,
_ I'd have been in [G] Tennessee.
Come on now, hang down your head, Tom Dooley.
_ _ Hang down your [D] head and cry.
_ _ Hang [A] down your head, [D] Tom Dooley.
_ Or, boy, you're [G] bound to die.
_ _ _ This time tomorrow,
_ I reckon is where [D] I'll be.
_ _ Down in some lonesome valley,
_ _ hanging from a white oak [G] tree.
_ Yeah, Tom Dooley was hanged for the murder of Laura Foster
in Wilkes County, North [D] Carolina, at sunrise,
May [G] 3rd, _ [A]
1868.
_ _ Have a nice [G] day, Tom. _
_ _ Hang down your head, Tom Dooley.
_ Hang down your head and [D] cry.
_ _ Hang down your head, Tom Dooley.
_ Or, boy, you're bound to [G] die.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ There's a lot of songs written about the eternal triangle.
[A] _ [Am] Songs [D] about a [E] misdegracion, [G] a beautiful woman [A] named Lois,
and a condemned [G] man by the name of Tom Dooley. _ _ _ _
_ _ Hang down your head, Tom Dooley.
[Gm] _ _ [G] Hang down your head [D] and cry.
_ _ Hang down your head, Tom Dooley.
_ Or, boy, you're bound [Gm] to [G] die.
_ _ _ Met her on the mountain.
_ _ There I took [D] her life.
_ _ Met her on the mountain.
_ _ _ Stabbed her [Gm] with my knife.
_ _ [G] Took her on the hillside.
_ As God Almighty [D]
knows,
_ I took her on the [B] hillside.
[D] That's where [Bm] [A] I hid [G] her clothes.
Why don't you hang down your head, Tom Dooley?
[Gm] _ [G] Hang down your head and [D] cry.
_ [C] Hang [F#m] down your [D] head, Tom Dooley.
Or, boy, you're [G] bound to die.
[Gm] _ _ [G] Dug a grave five feet long.
Dug it three [D] feet deep.
_ _ _ Wrote cold clay over her.
_ Stomped it with [G] my feet.
_ Now, maybe this time tomorrow,
_ I reckon is where [Dm] I'll be.
_ [F] [D] If it had not been for gracing,
_ I'd have been in [G] Tennessee.
Come on now, hang down your head, Tom Dooley.
_ _ Hang down your [D] head and cry.
_ _ Hang [A] down your head, [D] Tom Dooley.
_ Or, boy, you're [G] bound to die.
_ _ _ This time tomorrow,
_ I reckon is where [D] I'll be.
_ _ Down in some lonesome valley,
_ _ hanging from a white oak [G] tree.
_ Yeah, Tom Dooley was hanged for the murder of Laura Foster
in Wilkes County, North [D] Carolina, at sunrise,
May [G] 3rd, _ [A]
1868.
_ _ Have a nice [G] day, Tom. _
_ _ Hang down your head, Tom Dooley.
_ Hang down your head and [D] cry.
_ _ Hang down your head, Tom Dooley.
_ Or, boy, you're bound to [G] die.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _