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114 TOM DOOLEY See Brown, p. 11. This is another song, based on a real tragedy in North Carolina, in which the young man sings that he was warned,
"That drinking and the women Would be my ruin at last"
Obtained form Mrs. William Franklin, Crossnore, Avery County, North Carolina, July, 1930, who learned it from her brother, Edmund Malone Johnson.
i. (>h, bow your head, Tom Dooley; Oh, bow your head and cry; You have killed poor Laury Foster And you know you're bound to die.
2. You have killed poor Laury Foster; You know you have done wrong; You have killed poor Laury Foster, Your true love in your arms.
3. I take my banjo this evening; I pick it on my knee;
This time tomorrow evening It will be of no use to me.
4. This day and one more;
Oh, where do you reckon I be ? This day and one more, And I'll be in eternity.
5.1 had my trial at Wilkesboro; Oh, what do you reckon they done ? They bound me over to Statesville And there where I'll be hung.
6. The limb being oak
And the rope being strong — Oh, bow your head, Tom Dooley, For you know you are bound to hang.