Luyện nghe bài hát Tom Dooley

Throughout history there have been songs
Written the eternal triangle
This next one the story of a Mr. Grayson,
A woman, and a condemned man named Tom Dooley
When the sun tomorrow, Tom Dooley must hang

Hang down your head, Tom
Hang down your and cry
down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, bound to die

I met her on the mountain, I took her life
Met her on the mountain, her with my knife

Hang down head, Tom Dooley
down your head and cry (ah-uh-eye)
Hang your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, bound to die

This tomorrow reckon where I'll be
Hadn't-a been for Grayson, I'd-a been in (well now, boy)

Hang down (your head) head (Dooley) and cry
Hang down your and cry (ah poor boy, ah well-ah)
Hang (your head) your head (Dooley) and cry
Poor boy, you're to die (ah well now boy)

Hang (your head) your head (Dooley) and cry
Hang your head and cry (ah poor boy, ah well-ah)
Hang down (your head) head (Dooley) and cry
Poor boy, you're to die

This tomorrow reckon where I'll be
Down in some lonesome valley hangin' from a white oak

down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your and cry (ah-uh-eye)
Hang down your head, Tom
Poor boy, you're bound to die (ah now boy)

Hang your head, Tom Dooley
down your head and cry (poor boy ah well uh)
Hang down head, Tom Dooley
boy, you're bound to die
Poor boy, bound to die
Poor boy, bound to die
boy, you're bound to die