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 MAMA CORKED

THE BOTTLES

WHEN OL' DOOLEY

FETCHED 'EM OUT

DOOLEY

SLIPPIN' UP THE HOLLER

DOOLEY

TRYIN' TO MAKE A DOLLAR

DOOLEY

GIMME A SWALLOW

AND I'LL PAY YA BACK

SOMEDAY

THE REVENUERS

CAME FOR HIM

A-SLIPPIN' THROUGH

THE WOODS

DOOLEY KEPT

BEHIND 'EM ALL AND

NEVER LOST HIS GOODS

DOOLEY WAS A TRADER

WHEN IN TO TOWN

HE'D COME

SUGAR BY THE BUSHEL

AND MOLASSES

BY THE TON

DOOLEY

SLIPPIN' UP THE HOLLER

DOOLEY

TRYIN' TO MAKE A DOLLAR

DOOLEY

GIMME A SWALLOW

AND I'LL PAY YA BACK

SOME DAY

I REMEMBER VERY WELL

THE DAY OL' DOOLEY DIED

THE WOMEN FOLK

LOOKED SORRY AND

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 HIS HOME

DOOLEY

SLIPPIN' UP THE HOLLER

DOOLEY

TRYIN' TO MAKE A DOLLAR

DOOLEY

GIM ME A SWALLOW

AND I'LL PAY YA BACK

SOME DAY

AND I'LL PAY YA BACK

SOME DAY