(One for the money, two for the show, possum up the gum tree, do-si-do!
Dooley was a good old man. He lived beyond the mill. Dooley had two daughters and a forty-gallon still. One gal watched the boiler, the other watched the spout. Mama corked the bottles and old Dooley fetched them out.
Chorus: Dooley, slippin` up the hollar. Dooley, tryin` to make a dollar. Dooley, give me a swaller and I`ll pay you back some day. (Repeat last time.)
The revenuers came for him, a-slippin` through the woods but Dooley kept behind them all and never lost his goods. Dooley was a trader when into town he come. Sugar by the bushel and molasses by the ton.
(Chorus)
I remember, very well, the day old Dooley died. The woman folk looked sorry and the men sat 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)
I`ll pay you back some day. I`ll pay you back some day.
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