Tom Dula - Neil Young, Crazy Horse

Hang down your head, Tom Dula

Hang down your head and cry

Hang down your head, Tom Dula

Poor boy, you’re bound to die.

(Tom Dula, Tom Dula, Tom Dula …)

I met her on the mountain

And there I took her life

Met her on the mountain

I stabbed her with my knife.

Hang down your head, Tom Dula

Hang down your head and cry

Hang down your head, Tom Dula

Poor boy, you’re bound to die.

(Tom Dula, Tom Dula, Tom Dula …)

This time tomorrow

I reckon where I’ll be Hadn’t been for Grayson

I’d a-been in Tennessee.

Hang down your head, Tom Dula

Hang down your head and cry

Hang down your head, Tom Dula

Poor boy, you’re bound to die.

Hang down your head, Tom Dula

Hang down your head and cry

Hang down your head, Tom Dula

Poor boy, you’re bound to die.

(Tom Dula, Tom Dula, Tom Dula …)

This time tomorrow

I reckon where I’ll be Down in some lonesome valley

Hangin' from a white oak tree.

Hang down your head, Tom Dula

Hang down your head and cry

Hang down your head, Tom Dula

Poor boy, you’re bound to die.

(Tom Dula, Tom Dula, Tom Dula …)

I met her on the mountain

And there I took her life

Met her on the mountain

Stabbed her with my knife.

Hang down your head, Tom Dula

Hang down your head and cry

Hang down your head, Tom Dula

Poor boy, you’re bound to die.

(Tom Dula, Tom Dula, Tom Dula …)

Aaaah … poor boy, you’re bound to die

Aaaah … poor boy, you’re bound to die

Poor boy, you’re bound to die

Poor boy, you’re bound to die.

Hang down your head, Tom Dula

Poor boy, you’re bound to die.