Throughout history,
There's been many songs written about different 
killers.
This one's the story of a Sheriff Grayson, a beautiful 
young woman,
And a condemned man named Tom Dooley.
Tomorrow morning at sunrise, Tom Dooley must hang.
(chorus)
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
Hang down your head and cry (ay-ay),
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
Poor boy, you're bound to die.
I met her on the mountain,
There I took her life. 
I killed her on the mountain
I stabbed her with my knife.
(chorus)
This time tomorrow
They'll be hangin' me.
If 'twasnt for Sheriff Grayson
I'd be in Tennessee.
(chorus 2x)
This time tomorrow,
I reckon where I'll be:
Down in some lonesome valley,
Hangin' from a white oak tree.
(chorus 2x)
Poor boy you're boy you're bound to die