Dooley Lyrics by The Grascals
The Grascals Lyrics
Dooley was a good old man he lived below the mill
Dooley had two daughters and a 40 gallon still
One gal watched the boiler the other watched the spout
And momma corked the bottles and old Dooley fetched them out
Dooley slipping up the holler Dooley trying to make a dollar
Dooley gimmee a swaller and I'll pay you back someday
The revenuers came for him a-slipping through the woods
Dooley kept behind them all and never lost his goods
Dooley was a trader when into town he come
Sugar by the bushel and molasses by the ton
I remember very well the day old Dooley died
The women folk felt 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 a stone
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