[ Where Have All The Flowers Gone ] |
Where have all the flowers gone ? |
Long time passing |
Where have all the flowers gone ? |
Long time ago |
Where have all the flowers gone ? |
Young girls have picked them ev'ryone |
When will they ever learn ? |
When will they ever learn ? |
Where have all the young girls gone ? |
Long time passing |
Where have all the young girls gone ? |
Long time ago |
Where have all the young girls gone ? |
Gone to young girls ev'ryone |
When will they ever learn ? |
When will they ever learn ? |
Where have all the young men gone ? |
Long time passing |
Where have all the young men gone ? |
Long time ago |
Where have all the young men gone ? |
Gone for soldiers every one |
When will they ever learn? |
When will they ever learn? |
Where have all the soldiers gone ? |
Long time passing |
Where have all the soldiers gone ? |
Long time ago |
Where have all the soldiers gone ? |
Gone to graveyards ev'ryone |
When will they ever learn ? |
When will they ever learn ? |
Where have all the graveyards gone ? |
Long time passing |
Where have all the graveyards gone ? |
Long time ago |
Where have all the graveyards gone ? |
Gone to flowers ev'ryone |
When will they ever learn ? |
[ Tom Dooley ] |
" Throughout history |
There've been many songs written about the eternal triangle |
This next 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... " |
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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 |
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This time tomorrow |
Reckon where I'll be |
Hadn't a-been for Grayson |
I'd a-been in Tennessee |
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This time tomorrow |
Reckon where I'll be |
Down in some lonesome valley |
Hangin' from a white oak tree |
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Poor boy, you're bound to die |
Poor boy you're bound to die |
Poor boy, you're bound to die |