The Darlings - Dooley

Now, 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 them out.

Dooley slippin' up the holler, Dooley tryin' to make a dollar

Dooley, give me a swaller, and I'll pay ya back someday.

Now, revenoers came for him a'slippin' thru the woods

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.

Now I remember very well the day ol' Dooley died

The women folk looked 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.

      Back when family TV shows existed.