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Tom Dooley
Desert 86
 
    
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Tom Dooley
 
ID: 1848
   Instrumental  

LabelDesert
WEB SITE www.pmdomusic.com
Label information
Grid list of Desert recordings
Number86
TypeSinging Call
Copies2
Vic's Rating4 (good)
Bpm 
Duration3:39
Media45 rpm vinyl
Artist(s)
Wayne Crawford     recordings by Wayne Crawford
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Cue Sheet

OPENER - MIDDLE BREAK - CLOSER    Mainstream

Sides face, grand square
Met her on the mountain
There I took her life
Met her on the mountain
Stabbed her with my knife

Ya circle left
Hang down your head Tom Dooley
Allemande left, ya swing and promenade
Hang down your head Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're bound to die


FIGURE    Mainstream, corner progression

Heads square thru in the middle & get 4 hands round
A dosado the corner and ya make your ocean wave
Swing thru tonight - hey spin that top
Boy move around and a right & left thru
Come on & square thru about 3 hands now
Swing with the corner girl and ya promenade
Hang down your head Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're bound to die

 
Lyrics

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Tom Dooley Lyrics ID: 202

Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Killed poor Laura Foster
You know you're bound to die

You took her on the hillside, as God almighty knows
You took her on the hillside and there you hid her clothes

You took her by the roadside where you begged to be excused
You took her by the roadside where there you hid her shoes

You took her on the hillside to make her your wife
You took her on the hillside where there you took her life

Take down my old violin and play it as you please
At this time tomorrow, it'll be no use to me

I dug a grave four foot long, I dug it three feet deep
And throwed the cold clay o'er her and tramped it with my feet

This world and one more then where do you reckon I'd be
If it hadn't been for Grayson, I'd a-been in Tennessee

Lyrics by Frank Warner, John Lomax and Alan Lomax.
Recorded by The Kingston Trio (1958).
 

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