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7.0 pappy, O pappy, What shall I do? I have lost all my money, And killed poor Laury too.
8.0 mammy, O mammy, Oh, don't you weep, nor cry; I have killed poor Laury Foster And you know I am bound to die.
9. Oh, what my mammy told me Is about to come to pass: That drinking and the women Would be my ruin at last.
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Obtained from Mr. C. L. Franklin, the son of Mrs. William Franklin.
The four stanzas recalled by Mr. Franklin vary very slightly from stanzas 1, 5, 7, and 9 of v4, but 7 is put before 9 in J9, becoming there 3 and 4 re­spectively.
1. Bow your head, Tom Dooley, Oh, bow your head and cry; You killed poor Laura Foster And you know you're bound to die.
2. They had my trial at Wilkesboro And what do you reckon they done ? They bound me over to Statesville And that's where I'll be hung.
3. Mama, oh, dear mama,
Your words have come to pass: Drinking and the women Would be my ruin at last.
4. Oh, papa, dear papa, Oh, what can I do ? I've lost all my money And killed poor Laura too.
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