Tom Dooley
The Kingston Trio| Versione italiana di Bobby Solo (1966) | |
| TOM DOOLEY Throughout history There've been many songs written about the eternal triangle This next one tells the story of a Mr Grayson, a beautiful woman And a condemned man named Tom Dooley... When the sun rises tomorrow, Tom Dooley... must hang… 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 Met her on the mountain Stabbed 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 a-been for Grayson I'd a-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 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 Down in some lonesome valley Hangin' from 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 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 Poor boy, you're bound to die Poor boy you're bound to die Poor boy, you're bound to die… | TOM DOOLEY E’ stato là sui monti, è là che l’incontrai, è stato là sui monti che il mio coltello usai. Non puoi fuggir Tom Dooley, non puoi fuggire ormai. Non puoi fuggir Tom Dooley, domani morirai. Quando verrà domani Non sarò già più qui, se non sarò già a Grayson, sarò nel Tennessee. Non puoi fuggir Tom Dooley, non puoi fuggire ormai. Non puoi fuggir Tom Dooley, domani morirai. Quando verrà domani, sai tu dove sarò? Da un albero di quercia Io forse penderò. Non puoi fuggir Tom Dooley, non puoi fuggire ormai. Non puoi fuggir Tom Dooley, domani morirai. |
