Dooley - Feat Reina and Toni Chords by Josh Turner
Tempo:
124.85 bpm
Chords used:
B
E
F#
Bm
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
All right.
Okay.
Let's give it a shot.
One, [B] two, three.
[E] [B] [F#] [B]
[E] [B]
Dooley [E] was a good old [B] man, [F#] lived low of the [B] mill.
[E] Dooley had two daughters and [B] a forty gallon still.
One gal watched [E] the boiler, [B] the other [F#] watched the spout.
[B]
Mama [E] corned the bottles as [F#] old Dooley [B] fetched them out.
Dooley, slippin' up the [E] holler, Dooley,
tryin' to make [B] a dollar, Dooley,
[F#] give me a swallow and I'll pay you [B] back someday.
[Bm] [F#] [B]
[E] [B] [F#] [B]
[E] [B]
[E] Refugees came for [B] him, a [F#]-seepin' through the [B] woods.
But Dooley kept [E] a-hidin', Mama [F#] never [B] lost his goods.
Dooley [E] was a trader [B] when in the [F#] town he come.
[B]
Sugar by [E] the bushel and [B] molasses by the ton.
Dooley, slippin' up [E] the holler, Dooley,
tryin' to make a [B] dollar, Dooley,
give [F#] me a swallow and I'll pay [B] you back someday.
[E] [B] [F#] [B]
[E] [B]
[E] [B] [F#] [B]
I remember [E] very [B] well the day [F#] old Dooley [B] died.
The women folk weren't sorry and the men stood around and cried.
Now Dooley's [E] on the mountain, [B] he lies there [F#] all alone.
[B] They put a jug [E] beside him and [B] a barrel for a stone.
Dooley, slippin' up the [E] holler, Dooley,
tryin' [B] to make a dollar, Dooley,
give me [F#] a swallow and I'll pay [B] you back someday.
[F#] Dooley, slippin' up the holler, Dooley,
tryin' [D#m] to make a dollar, Dooley,
[F#] give me a swallow and I'll pay you back [B] someday.
[F#] And I'll pay you [B] back someday.
[N]
Yeah!
That's pretty good, that's solid!
Encroached upon your line there, buddy.
Let's give it a listen.
[A] It [Bm] don't matter, [G] pretty baby,
it wasn't [D] all upon [A] you.
It [Bm] don't
Okay.
Let's give it a shot.
One, [B] two, three.
[E] [B] [F#] [B]
[E] [B]
Dooley [E] was a good old [B] man, [F#] lived low of the [B] mill.
[E] Dooley had two daughters and [B] a forty gallon still.
One gal watched [E] the boiler, [B] the other [F#] watched the spout.
[B]
Mama [E] corned the bottles as [F#] old Dooley [B] fetched them out.
Dooley, slippin' up the [E] holler, Dooley,
tryin' to make [B] a dollar, Dooley,
[F#] give me a swallow and I'll pay you [B] back someday.
[Bm] [F#] [B]
[E] [B] [F#] [B]
[E] [B]
[E] Refugees came for [B] him, a [F#]-seepin' through the [B] woods.
But Dooley kept [E] a-hidin', Mama [F#] never [B] lost his goods.
Dooley [E] was a trader [B] when in the [F#] town he come.
[B]
Sugar by [E] the bushel and [B] molasses by the ton.
Dooley, slippin' up [E] the holler, Dooley,
tryin' to make a [B] dollar, Dooley,
give [F#] me a swallow and I'll pay [B] you back someday.
[E] [B] [F#] [B]
[E] [B]
[E] [B] [F#] [B]
I remember [E] very [B] well the day [F#] old Dooley [B] died.
The women folk weren't sorry and the men stood around and cried.
Now Dooley's [E] on the mountain, [B] he lies there [F#] all alone.
[B] They put a jug [E] beside him and [B] a barrel for a stone.
Dooley, slippin' up the [E] holler, Dooley,
tryin' [B] to make a dollar, Dooley,
give me [F#] a swallow and I'll pay [B] you back someday.
[F#] Dooley, slippin' up the holler, Dooley,
tryin' [D#m] to make a dollar, Dooley,
[F#] give me a swallow and I'll pay you back [B] someday.
[F#] And I'll pay you [B] back someday.
[N]
Yeah!
That's pretty good, that's solid!
Encroached upon your line there, buddy.
Let's give it a listen.
[A] It [Bm] don't matter, [G] pretty baby,
it wasn't [D] all upon [A] you.
It [Bm] don't
Key:
B
E
F#
Bm
A
B
E
F#
All right.
_ Okay.
Let's give it a shot. _
_ _ One, [B] two, three. _
_ [E] _ [B] _ _ _ [F#] _ [B] _ _
_ [E] _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
Dooley [E] was a good old [B] man, [F#] lived low of the [B] mill.
[E] Dooley had two daughters and [B] a forty gallon still.
One gal watched [E] the boiler, [B] the other [F#] watched the spout.
[B]
Mama [E] corned the bottles as [F#] old Dooley [B] fetched them out.
Dooley, slippin' up the [E] holler, Dooley,
tryin' to make [B] a dollar, Dooley,
[F#] give me a swallow and I'll pay you [B] back someday. _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ [B] _ _ _ [F#] _ [B] _ _
_ [E] _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] Refugees came for [B] him, a [F#]-seepin' through the [B] woods.
But Dooley kept [E] a-hidin', Mama [F#] never [B] lost his goods.
Dooley [E] was a trader [B] when in the [F#] town he come.
[B]
Sugar by [E] the bushel and [B] molasses by the ton. _
Dooley, slippin' up [E] the holler, Dooley,
tryin' to make a [B] dollar, Dooley,
give [F#] me a swallow and I'll pay [B] you back someday. _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ [B] _ _ [F#] _ _ [B] _
_ [E] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [B] _ _ [F#] _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I remember [E] very [B] well the day [F#] old Dooley [B] died.
The women folk weren't sorry and the men stood around and cried.
Now Dooley's [E] on the mountain, [B] he lies there [F#] all alone.
[B] They put a jug [E] beside him and [B] a barrel for a stone. _
Dooley, slippin' up the [E] holler, Dooley,
tryin' [B] to make a dollar, Dooley,
give me [F#] a swallow and I'll pay [B] you back someday.
_ [F#] Dooley, slippin' up the holler, Dooley,
tryin' [D#m] to make a dollar, Dooley,
[F#] give me a swallow and I'll pay you back [B] someday.
_ [F#] And I'll pay you [B] back someday.
_ _ [N] _ _ _ _
Yeah!
That's pretty good, that's solid!
_ Encroached upon your line there, buddy.
_ Let's give it a listen. _
_ [A] It [Bm] don't matter, _ [G] pretty baby,
_ it wasn't [D] all upon [A] _ _ _ you.
It [Bm] don't
_ Okay.
Let's give it a shot. _
_ _ One, [B] two, three. _
_ [E] _ [B] _ _ _ [F#] _ [B] _ _
_ [E] _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
Dooley [E] was a good old [B] man, [F#] lived low of the [B] mill.
[E] Dooley had two daughters and [B] a forty gallon still.
One gal watched [E] the boiler, [B] the other [F#] watched the spout.
[B]
Mama [E] corned the bottles as [F#] old Dooley [B] fetched them out.
Dooley, slippin' up the [E] holler, Dooley,
tryin' to make [B] a dollar, Dooley,
[F#] give me a swallow and I'll pay you [B] back someday. _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ [B] _ _ _ [F#] _ [B] _ _
_ [E] _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] Refugees came for [B] him, a [F#]-seepin' through the [B] woods.
But Dooley kept [E] a-hidin', Mama [F#] never [B] lost his goods.
Dooley [E] was a trader [B] when in the [F#] town he come.
[B]
Sugar by [E] the bushel and [B] molasses by the ton. _
Dooley, slippin' up [E] the holler, Dooley,
tryin' to make a [B] dollar, Dooley,
give [F#] me a swallow and I'll pay [B] you back someday. _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ [B] _ _ [F#] _ _ [B] _
_ [E] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [B] _ _ [F#] _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I remember [E] very [B] well the day [F#] old Dooley [B] died.
The women folk weren't sorry and the men stood around and cried.
Now Dooley's [E] on the mountain, [B] he lies there [F#] all alone.
[B] They put a jug [E] beside him and [B] a barrel for a stone. _
Dooley, slippin' up the [E] holler, Dooley,
tryin' [B] to make a dollar, Dooley,
give me [F#] a swallow and I'll pay [B] you back someday.
_ [F#] Dooley, slippin' up the holler, Dooley,
tryin' [D#m] to make a dollar, Dooley,
[F#] give me a swallow and I'll pay you back [B] someday.
_ [F#] And I'll pay you [B] back someday.
_ _ [N] _ _ _ _
Yeah!
That's pretty good, that's solid!
_ Encroached upon your line there, buddy.
_ Let's give it a listen. _
_ [A] It [Bm] don't matter, _ [G] pretty baby,
_ it wasn't [D] all upon [A] _ _ _ you.
It [Bm] don't