Dooley Was A Good Old Man

Who Lived Below The Mill

Dooley Had Two Daughters

And A Forty Gallon Still

One Girl Watched The Boiler

The Other Watched The Spout

And Mama Corked The Bottle

And Old Dooly Fetched Them

Out



Chorus: Dooley Steppin

Up A Holler

Dooley Trying To

Make Adollar

Dooley Give Me

A Swaller And Ill Pay You Back Someday



Now I Remember Very Well

The Day Old Dooley Died The

Woman Folk Looked Sorry And

The Men Stood Around And Cried

They Put Him On A Mountain He

Lies There All Alone They Put A

Jug Beside Him And A Barrel

For A Stone