Chug a Lug
Chug-a-lug chug-a-lug make you wanna holler hi-de-ho Burns your tummy don't you know chug-a-lug chug-a-lug Grape wine in a Mason jar homemade and brought to school By a friend of mine after class me and him and this other fool Decided that we'll drink up what's left chug-a-lug so we helped ourselves First time for everythin' ummm my ears still ring Chug-a-lug chug-a-lug Four H and FFA on a field trip to the farm me and a friend sneak off behind This big ol' barn where we uncovered A covered up moonshine still and we thought we'd drink our fill And I swallered it with a smile brrr I run ten miles Chug-a-lug chug-a-lug Jukebox and sawdust floor somethin' like I ain't never seen And I'm just goin' on fifteen But with the help of my faneglin' Uncle I get snuck in for my first taste of sin I said lemme have a big ol' sip brrr I done a double black flip Chug-a-lug chug-a-lug
Written by: ROGER MILLER
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