Old Dooley was raised Carolina

Got his schooling out in Vietnam

Tucks his hair up in a Pioneer seed cap

When he's bringing his cash crop in

Now everybody said he's just a simpleton farmer

Plow a hundred acres out in Sugar Grove

Smiling at you from an IH tractor

But there's a secret down in every row

In the Blue Ridge mountains with the whispering pines

They used to grow tobacco, then they made moonshine

But there's something better in the back of the barn

Down on Dooley's Farm

Old Dooley's got a roadside farm stand (ooh)

Sweetcorn, tomatoes, and turnip greens (ooh)

But if you ask to buy a jug of sorghum (ooh)

He'll know exactly what you mean (ooh)

He'll meet you in the back of the woods at midnight

Bring a lantern 'cause it's hard to find

He's got a strain that'll punch your lights out

Old Dooley's gonna blow your mind

In the Blue Ridge mountains with the whispering pines

They used to grow tobacco, then they made moonshine

But there's something better in the back of the barn

Down on Dooley's Farm

You can hide by day, but the night will find you

They caught Dooley in the moonlight

Drug him down from the field to the state farm

To bust rocks on the roadside

Now everybody says I'm just a simpleton farmer (ooh)

They don't know that I'm an outlaw (ooh)

Growing green must've run in the family (ooh)

'Cause old Dooley is my grandpa

In the Blue Ridge mountains with the whispering pines

They used to grow tobacco, then they made moonshine

But there's something better in the back of the barn

Down on Dooley's Farm

In the Blue Ridge mountains with the whispering pines

They used to grow tobacco, then they made moonshine

But there's something better in the back of the barn

Down on Dooley's Farm

Down on Dooley's Farm