Mountain Dew

Down the road here from me there's a big hollow tree

Where you lay down a dollar or two

You stroll 'round the bend and you come back again

There's a jug full of good old mountain dew

They call it that good old mountain dew

And them that refuse it are few

I'll hush up my mug if you fill up my jug

With that good old mountain dew

My uncle mort, 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 old mountain dew

Well, my old aunt june bought some brand new perfume

If had such a sweet smelling pew

But to her surprise when she had it analyzed

It was nothing but good old mountain dew

Well, my brother bill's got a still on the hill

Where he runs off a gallon or two

The buzzards in the sky get so drunk they can't fly

From smelling that good old mountain dew

...I'll hush up my mug if you fill up my jug

With that good old mountain dew