Karaoké Dooley The Dillards

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 try to make a dollar

Dooley give me a swaller

I'll pay you back someday

The revenuers came for him a-sippin' though the woods

Dooley kept behind them all and never lost his goods

Dooley was a trader when into town he'd come

Sugar by the bushel and molasses by the ton

Dooley slippin' up the holler

Dooley try to make a dollar

Dooley gimme a swaller

I'll pay you back someday

I remember very well the day ol' Dooley died

The women folk weren't sorry and the men stood 'round and cried

Now Dooley's on the mountain

He lies there all alone

They put a jug beside him and a barrel for his stone

Dooley slippin' up the holler

Dooley try to make a dollar

Dooley gimme a swaller

I'll pay you back someday

And I'll pay you back someday