Dooley was a good old man who lived below the mill.
Dooley had two daughters and a forty-gallon still.
One gal watched the boiler and the other watched the spout.
Mama corked the bottles while old Dooley fetched them out.

Dooley, slippin' up the holler.
Dooley, tryin' to make a dollar.
Dooley, gimme a swaller and I'll pay you back some day.