Tom Dooley

Hang your head, Tom Dooley,Baja la cabeza, Tom Dooley,

Hang your head and cry;Baja la cabeza y llora;

You killed poor Laurie Foster,Mataste a la pobre Laurie Foster,

And you know you're bound to die.Y sabes que estás destinado a morir.

You left her by the roadsideLa dejaste en la carretera

Where you begged to be excused;Donde pediste ser perdonado;

You left her by the roadside,La dejaste en la carretera,

Then you hid her clothes and shoes.Luego escondiste su ropa y zapatos.

Hang your head, Tom Dooley,Baja la cabeza, Tom Dooley,

Hang your head and cry;Baja la cabeza y llora;

You killed poor Laurie Foster,Mataste a la pobre Laurie Foster,

And you know you're bound to die.Y sabes que estás destinado a morir.

You took her on the hillsideLa llevaste a la colina

For to make her your wife;Para hacerla tu esposa;

You took her on the hillside,La llevaste a la colina,

And ther you took her life.Y allí le quitaste la vida.

You dug the grave four feet longCavaste la tumba cuatro pies de largo

And you dug it three feet deep;Y la cavaste tres pies de profundidad;

You rolled the cold clay over herRodaste la fría arcilla sobre ella

And tromped it with your feet.Y la pisoteaste con tus pies.

Hang your head, Tom Dooley,Baja la cabeza, Tom Dooley,

Hang your head and cry;Baja la cabeza y llora;

You killed poor Laurie Foster,Mataste a la pobre Laurie Foster,

And you know you're bound to die.Y sabes que estás destinado a morir.

"Trouble, oh it's trouble"Problemas, oh son problemas

A-rollin' through my breast;Rodando por mi pecho;

As long as I'm a-livin', boys,Mientras esté vivo, chicos,

They ain't a-gonna let me rest.No me dejarán descansar.

I know they're gonna hang me,Sé que me van a colgar,

Tomorrow I'll be dead,Mañana estaré muerto,

Though I never even harmed a hairAunque nunca lastimé ni un cabello

On poor little Laurie's head."De la pobre Laurie."

Hang your head, Tom Dooley,Baja la cabeza, Tom Dooley,

Hang your head and cry;Baja la cabeza y llora;

You killed poor Laurie Foster,Mataste a la pobre Laurie Foster,

And you know you're bound to die.Y sabes que estás destinado a morir.

"In this world and one more"En este mundo y uno más

Then reckon where I'll be;Luego piensa dónde estaré;

If is wasn't for Sheriff Grayson,Si no fuera por el Sheriff Grayson,

I'd be in Tennesee.Estaría en Tennessee.

You can take down my old violinPuedes bajar mi viejo violín

And play it all you please.Y tocarlo todo lo que quieras.

For at this time tomorrow, boys,Porque en este momento mañana, chicos,

Iit'll be of no use to me."No me servirá de nada."

Hang your head, Tom Dooley,Baja la cabeza, Tom Dooley,

Hang your head and cry;Baja la cabeza y llora;

You killed poor Laurie Foster,Mataste a la pobre Laurie Foster,

And you know you're bound to die.Y sabes que estás destinado a morir.

"At this time tomorrow"En este momento mañana

Where do you reckon I'll be?¿Dónde crees que estaré?

Away down yonder in the hollerAllá abajo en el barranco

Hangin' on a white oak tree.Colgado de un roble blanco.

Hang your head, Tom Dooley,Baja la cabeza, Tom Dooley,

Hang your head and cry;Baja la cabeza y llora;

You killed poor Laurie Foster,Mataste a la pobre Laurie Foster,

And you know you're bound to die.Y sabes que estás destinado a morir."