[Verse 1: Jimmy Smith]
Dooley was a good ol' man
He lived below the mill
Dooley had two daughters
And a forty-gallon still
One gal watched the boilers
The other watched the spout
And momma corked the bottles
When ol' Dooley fetched 'em out

[Chorus: Jimmy Smith]
Dooley, slipping up the holler
Dooley, trying to make a dollar
Dooley, give me a swaller
I'll pay you back some day

[Verse 2: Jimmy Smith]
Well the revenuers came for him
Slipping through the woods
Dooley kept behind 'em all
He never lost his goods
Dooley was a trader
When into town he'd come
Sugar by the bushel
And molasses by the tub
[Chorus: Jimmy Smith]
Dooley, slipping up the holler
Dooley, trying to make a dollar
Dooley, give me a swaller
I'll pay you back some day

[Verse 3: Jimmy Smith]
I remember very well
The day ol' Dooley died
The women folk looked sorry
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

[Chorus: Jimmy Smith]
Dooley, slipping up the holler
Dooley, trying to make a dollar
Dooley, give me a swaller
I'll pay you back some day
I'll pay you back some day