Luyện nghe bài hát Dooley

Dooley was a good old man he lived the mill
Dooley had two and a forty gallon still
One gal watched the the other watched the spout
corked the bottles and old Dooley fetched them out
Dooley up the holler Dooley tryin' to make a dollar
give me a swallow and I'll pay you back some day

The revenuers came for him a slippin' through the
Dooley kept them all and never lost his good
Dooley was a trader when town he'd come
Sugar by the and molasses by the tons
slippin' up the holler

I remember very the day old Dooley died
The woman folk felt sorry and the men around and cried
Now Dooley's on the mountain he lies all alone
They put a jug beside him and a barrel for a
slippin' up the holler
Dooley slippin' up the