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Mountain Dew - The Hit Crew
Now there far from me
There's an old holler tree
Where you lay down a dollar or two
You go round the bend
And you come back again
With a jug of that good ole mountain dew
They call it that ole mountain dew
And them that refuse it are few
I'll hush up my mug
If you'll fill up my jug
With that good ole mountain dew
Well my brother Bill's got a still
On the hill
Where he runs of a gallon or two
Now the buzzards
In the sky get so drunk
They can't fly
From smellin' the
Good ole mountain dew
Oh they call it that ole mountain dew
And them that refuse it are few
I'll shut up my mug if you fill up my jug
With some good ole mountain dew
Now my uncle Nort
He's sawed off and short
He measures about four foot two
But he thinks he's a giant
When you give him a pint
Of that good ole mountain dew
Oh they call it that ole mountain dew
And them that refuse it are few
I'll shut up my mug
If you fill up my jug
With some good ole mountain dew
Well the preacher rolled by
With his head heisted high
Said his wife had been down with the flu
And he thought
That I ought just to sell him a quart
Of that good ole mountain dew
Well we call it that ole mountain dew
And them that refuse it are few
I'll shut up my mug
If you fill up my jug
With some good ole mountain dew
I'll shut up my mug
If you fill up my jug
With some good ole mountain dew
