Sweeney's Men - Tom Dooley Chords
Tempo:
120.5 bpm
Chords used:
B
E
F#
G#m
G#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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[B] [G#m]
[G#] [B]
[F#] [B]
[G#]
Hangry Tom [F#] Dooley, hold your [B] head and cry, [E] killed Pearl Arie Foster, now your [B] found's died.
Took her on that [A#m] hillside, as God [B] Almighty knows, well [E] you took her on that hillside, boy there you took her clothes.
Took her by that roadside where [F#] you begged to be [B] excused, well [E] you took her by that roadside, there you [B] took her shoes.
So hangry Tom Dooley, [F#] hold your head [B] and cry, [E] killed Pearl Arie Foster, now [G#m] your found's [B] died.
[F#] [B] [E]
[B] Took her on that hillside fortune [F#] maker and your [E] wife, well you took her on that hillside, there you took her [B] life.
Then you dug a grave four foot long, dug it [B] three foot deep, [E] well you throwed the [A] coal, clay, or [E] face of sand [B] with your feet.
So hangry Tom [F#] Dooley, hold your [B] head and [E] cry, killed Pearl Arie Foster, now your found's died.
[F#]
[B] [E]
[B] [F#]
[B] [G#]
Take down my old violin, [F#] play it on your fleas, [E] well this time tomorrow will be no use to me.
For this world and one more where you reckon I'd be, [E] but it hadn't been for grace and I'd have been in [B] Tennessee.
So hangry Tom [F#] Dooley, hold your head and cry, [E] killed Pearl Arie Foster, [G#m] now your found's died.
[B] [F#] [B] [E] [G#m] [B]
[G#] [B]
[F#] [B]
[G#]
Hangry Tom [F#] Dooley, hold your [B] head and cry, [E] killed Pearl Arie Foster, now your [B] found's died.
Took her on that [A#m] hillside, as God [B] Almighty knows, well [E] you took her on that hillside, boy there you took her clothes.
Took her by that roadside where [F#] you begged to be [B] excused, well [E] you took her by that roadside, there you [B] took her shoes.
So hangry Tom Dooley, [F#] hold your head [B] and cry, [E] killed Pearl Arie Foster, now [G#m] your found's [B] died.
[F#] [B] [E]
[B] Took her on that hillside fortune [F#] maker and your [E] wife, well you took her on that hillside, there you took her [B] life.
Then you dug a grave four foot long, dug it [B] three foot deep, [E] well you throwed the [A] coal, clay, or [E] face of sand [B] with your feet.
So hangry Tom [F#] Dooley, hold your [B] head and [E] cry, killed Pearl Arie Foster, now your found's died.
[F#]
[B] [E]
[B] [F#]
[B] [G#]
Take down my old violin, [F#] play it on your fleas, [E] well this time tomorrow will be no use to me.
For this world and one more where you reckon I'd be, [E] but it hadn't been for grace and I'd have been in [B] Tennessee.
So hangry Tom [F#] Dooley, hold your head and cry, [E] killed Pearl Arie Foster, [G#m] now your found's died.
[B] [F#] [B] [E] [G#m] [B]
Key:
B
E
F#
G#m
G#
B
E
F#
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [G#m] _
_ [G#] _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [B] _
_ [G#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Hangry Tom [F#] Dooley, hold your [B] head and cry, [E] killed Pearl Arie Foster, now your [B] found's died.
_ Took her on that [A#m] hillside, as God [B] Almighty knows, well [E] you took her on that hillside, boy there you took her clothes. _
Took her by that roadside where [F#] you begged to be [B] excused, well [E] you took her by that roadside, there you [B] took her _ shoes.
So hangry Tom Dooley, [F#] hold your head [B] and cry, [E] killed Pearl Arie Foster, now [G#m] your found's [B] died. _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ Took her on that hillside fortune [F#] maker and your [E] wife, well you took her on that hillside, there you took her [B] life.
Then you dug a grave four foot long, dug it [B] three foot deep, [E] well you throwed the [A] coal, clay, or [E] face of sand [B] with your feet. _
So hangry Tom [F#] Dooley, hold your [B] head and [E] cry, killed Pearl Arie Foster, now your found's died.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ [B] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ [B] _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Take down my old violin, [F#] play it on your fleas, [E] well this time tomorrow will be no use to me.
For this world and one more where you reckon I'd be, [E] but it hadn't been for grace and I'd have been in [B] Tennessee. _
So hangry Tom [F#] Dooley, hold your head and cry, [E] killed Pearl Arie Foster, [G#m] now your found's died.
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _ _ [G#m] _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [G#m] _
_ [G#] _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [B] _
_ [G#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Hangry Tom [F#] Dooley, hold your [B] head and cry, [E] killed Pearl Arie Foster, now your [B] found's died.
_ Took her on that [A#m] hillside, as God [B] Almighty knows, well [E] you took her on that hillside, boy there you took her clothes. _
Took her by that roadside where [F#] you begged to be [B] excused, well [E] you took her by that roadside, there you [B] took her _ shoes.
So hangry Tom Dooley, [F#] hold your head [B] and cry, [E] killed Pearl Arie Foster, now [G#m] your found's [B] died. _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ Took her on that hillside fortune [F#] maker and your [E] wife, well you took her on that hillside, there you took her [B] life.
Then you dug a grave four foot long, dug it [B] three foot deep, [E] well you throwed the [A] coal, clay, or [E] face of sand [B] with your feet. _
So hangry Tom [F#] Dooley, hold your [B] head and [E] cry, killed Pearl Arie Foster, now your found's died.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ [B] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ [B] _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Take down my old violin, [F#] play it on your fleas, [E] well this time tomorrow will be no use to me.
For this world and one more where you reckon I'd be, [E] but it hadn't been for grace and I'd have been in [B] Tennessee. _
So hangry Tom [F#] Dooley, hold your head and cry, [E] killed Pearl Arie Foster, [G#m] now your found's died.
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _ _ [G#m] _ _ [B] _
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