Tom Dooley

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Hang down your head Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head Tom Dooley
Poor boy you’re bound to die.

I met her on the mountain
And there I took her life
I met her on the mountain
And stubbed her with my knife.

Hang down your head Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head Tom Dooley
Poor boy you’re bound to die.

This time tomorrow
Reckon where I’ll be
Hadn’t it been Fort Grason
I’d been in Tennessee.

Hang down your head Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head Tom Dooley
Poor boy you’re bound to die.

This time tomorrow
Reckon where I’ll be
In some lonesome valley
A hangin’ on a white oak tree.

Hang down your head Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head Tom Dooley
Poor boy you’re bound to die…

THE KINGSTON TRIO- " TOM DOOLEY " ( W / LYRICS)

Where have all the flowers gone

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Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time ago

Where have all the flowers gone?
Young girls have picked them everyone
Oh, when will they ever learn?
Oh, when will they ever learn?

Where have all the young girls gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the young girls gone?
Long time ago

Where have all the young girls gone?
Gone for husbands everyone
Oh, when will they ever learn?
Oh, when will they ever learn?

Where have all the husbands gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the husbands gone?
Long time ago

Where have all the husbands gone?
Gone for soldiers everyone
Oh, when will they ever learn?
Oh, when will they ever learn?

Where have all the soldiers gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the soldiers gone?
Long time ago

Where have all the soldiers gone?
Gone to graveyards, everyone
Oh, when will they ever learn?
Oh, when will they ever learn?

Where have all the graveyards gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the graveyards gone?
Long time ago

Where have all the graveyards gone?
Gone to flowers, everyone
Oh, when will they ever learn?
Oh, when will they ever learn?

Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time ago

Where have all the flowers gone?
Young girls have picked them everyone
Oh, when will they ever learn?
Oh, when will they ever learn?

Where Have All the Flowers Gone – Kingston Trio

Tom Dooley

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REFREIN:
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry.
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 meet her on the mountain
and stabbed her with my knife.
 
REFREIN
 
This time tomorrow
Reckon where I’ll be,
If it had n’t been for Grayson,
I had been of Tenessee.
 
REFREIN
 
This time tomorrow
Reckon where I’ll be,
In some Lonesome valley
A hanging on a white oak tree.
 
 

The Kingston Trio – Tom Dooley – 1958