Luyện nghe bài hát Tom Dooley

Throughout history have been many songs
about the eternal triangle
This next one the story of a Mr. Grayson,
A beautiful woman, and a condemned man Tom Dooley
When the sun rises tomorrow, Tom Dooley hang

Hang down your head, Tom
Hang down your and cry
Hang your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're to die

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

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

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

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

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

This time tomorrow reckon where be
Down in some lonesome valley hangin' a white oak tree

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

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