My own interpretation of a traditional song. Recorded during the Confessions of My Former Madness album.

Tom Dooley

*Hang down your head Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
You sick little fuck
Is shit out of luck
And now you’re gonna die
Hang down your head Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
I’ve never been
A murderin’ man
But now you’re gonna die

She must have been the prettiest girl that
I had ever seen
She met Tom Dooley at the village green
She said, ”Tom Dooley, you’ll never be my man”
Well, that just made old Tom Dooley mad*

Tom pulled out his knife and he said
“What am I to do?”
Tom Dooley felt he had nothing to lose
I showed up and saw Tom spin around
But she was dead before she hit the ground*

She was my best friend’s sister and I
Knew right away
I wouldn’t rest until his debt was paid
I drove him out past where any man could see
And I strung Tom Dooley up in the nearest tree*