This is from when Andy played music with the Darling Clan
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Now [D] Dooley was a [G] good old man, he [D] lived below the [A] mill. [D] Dooley had two [G] daughters and a [D] forty [A] gallon [D] still. – – – – [D] One gal watch the [G] boiler, the [D] other watched the [A] spout. And [D] mother corked the [G] bottle when old [D] Dooley [A] fetched them [D] out.
[CHORUS] – – – – [D] Dooley – – slippin up the holler. [G] Dooley – – tryin’ to make a dollar. [D] – – – – Dooley, give me a swaller, and I’ll [A] pay you back some [D] day.
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The [D] Revenuers [G] came for him, a-[D]-slippin through the [A] woods. [D] Dooley kept [G] behind them all and [D] never [A] lost his [D] goods. – – – – [D] Dooley was a [G] trader, and [D] into town he’d [A] come. [D] Sugar by the [G] bushel – and [D] molasses [A] by the [D] drum.
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Now [D] I remember [G] very well the [D] day old Dooley [A] died. The [D] women-folk looked [G] sorry – and the [D] men stood [A] ’round and [D] cried. – – – – Now [D] Dooley’s on the [G] mountain. He [D] lies there all [A] alone. They [D] put a jug be-[G]-side him, and a [D] barrel [A] for a [D] stone.
[CHORUS] – – – – [CHORUS] – – [D]
x x x x x x x x x x x
{title: Dooley}
{artist: The Dillards}
{album:Black Porch Bluegrass}
Capo 4
{c: Thanks to Marfoof at Ultimate Guitar}
[G] Dooley was a [C] good ole man
He [G] lived below the [D] mill
[G] Dooley had two [C] daughters
And a [G] forty-[D] gallon [G] still
[G] One gal watched the [C] boiler
The [G] other watched the [D] spout
And [G] mama corked the [C] bottles
And ole [G] Dooley [D] fetched 'em [G] out
[G] Dooley slippin' up the holler
[C] Dooley try to make a dollar
[G] Dooley give me a swaller
And I'll [D] pay you back some-[G]day
The [G] revenuers [C] came for him
A-[G] sippin' though the [D] woods
[G] Dooley kept be-[C]hind them all
And [G] never [D] lost his [G] goods
[G] Dooley was a [C] trader
When [G] into town he'd [D] come
[G] Sugar by the [C] bushel
And mo-[G]lasses [D] by the [G] ton
[G] Dooley slippin' up the holler
[C] Dooley try to make a dollar
[G] Dooley give me a swaller
And I'll [D] pay you back some-[G]day
[G] I remember [C] very well
The [G] day ole Dooley [D] died
The [G] women folk weren't [C] sorry
And the [G] men stood [D] round and [G] cried
Now [G] Dooleys on the [C] mountain
He [G] lies there all a-[D]lone
They [G] put a jug be-[C] side him
And a [G] barrel [D] for his [G] stone
[G] Dooley slippin' up the holler
[C] Dooley try to make a dollar
[G] Dooley give me a swaller
And I'll [D] pay you back some-[G]day
