Mountain Dew

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