User:Dooley

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Now Dooley was a good old man

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 old Dooley fetched them out Dooley, slipping up the holler Dooley, trying to make a dollar Dooley, give me a swallow And I'll pay you back someday The revenuers came for him Slipping through the woods But Dooley kept behind them all And never lost his goods Now Dooley was a trader When into town he'd come Sugar by the bushel And molasses by the drum Dooley, slipping up the holler Dooley, trying to make a dollar Dooley, give me a swallow And I'll pay you back someday Now I remember very well The day old Dooley died The womenfolk 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 a stone Dooley, slipping up the holler Dooley, trying to make a dollar Dooley, give me a swallow And I'll pay you back someday And I'll pay you back someday