Dooley Lyrics
Dooley was a good ol' man
He lived below the mill
Dooley had two daughters
And a forty-gallon still.
One gal watched the boiler
The other watched the spout
And momma corked the bottles
When ol' Dooley fetched them out.
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Dooley, slipping up the holler
Dooley, trying to make a dollar
Dooley, give me a swaller
I'll pay you back some day.
The revenuers came for him
Slipping through the woods
Dooley kept behind them all
He never lost his goods.
Dooley was a trader
When into town he'd come
Sugar by the bushel
And molasses by the tub.
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I remember very well
The day ol' Dooley died
The women folk looked sorry
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The men stood around and cried.
Now Dooley's on the mountain
He lies there all alone
They put a jug beside him
And a barrel for a stone.
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