[Intro:]
Throughout history
There've been many songs written about the eternal triangle
This seterusnya 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...
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...
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...
Throughout history
There've been many songs written about the eternal triangle
This seterusnya 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...
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...
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...
Catch a falling bintang an’ put it in your pocket,
Never let it fade away!
Catch a falling bintang an’ put it in your pocket,
Save it for a rainy day!
For Cinta may come an' tap anda on the shoulder,
Some star-less night!
Just in case anda feel anda wanna’ hold her,
You’ll have a pocketful of starlight!
Catch a falling bintang ....
For Cinta may come and tap anda on the shoulder ....
Catch a falling bintang ....
For when your troubles startn’ multiplyin’,
An' they just might!
It’s easy to forget them without tryin’,
With just a pocketful of starlight!
Catch a falling bintang ....
Never let it fade away!
Catch a falling bintang an’ put it in your pocket,
Save it for a rainy day!
For Cinta may come an' tap anda on the shoulder,
Some star-less night!
Just in case anda feel anda wanna’ hold her,
You’ll have a pocketful of starlight!
Catch a falling bintang ....
For Cinta may come and tap anda on the shoulder ....
Catch a falling bintang ....
For when your troubles startn’ multiplyin’,
An' they just might!
It’s easy to forget them without tryin’,
With just a pocketful of starlight!
Catch a falling bintang ....
