There were two sisters side por side
Sing aye dum, sing aye día
There were two sisters side por side
The boys are born for me
There were two sisters side por side
The eldest for young johnny cried
I'll be true for my amor
If he'll be true to me
Johnny bought the youngest a gay oro ring...
He never bought the eldest a single thing...
Johnny bought the youngest a castor hat...
The eldest never thought much of that...
As they were walking por the foamy brim...
The eldest pushed the youngest in...
Sister, oh sister give me thy hand...
And tu can have johnny and all his land...
Sister I won't give tu my hand...
And I'll have johnny and all his land...
So there she sank and away she swam...
Until she came to the miller's dam...
Miller took away her gay oro ring...
And then he pushed her in again...
Miller he was hanged on the mountain head...
The eldest sister was boiled in lead...
Sing aye dum, sing aye día
There were two sisters side por side
The boys are born for me
There were two sisters side por side
The eldest for young johnny cried
I'll be true for my amor
If he'll be true to me
Johnny bought the youngest a gay oro ring...
He never bought the eldest a single thing...
Johnny bought the youngest a castor hat...
The eldest never thought much of that...
As they were walking por the foamy brim...
The eldest pushed the youngest in...
Sister, oh sister give me thy hand...
And tu can have johnny and all his land...
Sister I won't give tu my hand...
And I'll have johnny and all his land...
So there she sank and away she swam...
Until she came to the miller's dam...
Miller took away her gay oro ring...
And then he pushed her in again...
Miller he was hanged on the mountain head...
The eldest sister was boiled in lead...
[Intro:]
Throughout history
There've been many songs written about the eternal triangle
This siguiente 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 siguiente 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...