Lyrics:
Red like the red dirt down in South Alabama
White, white lightning mason jar in my hand
Blue, like the color of a hard working man
The land that I
Yesterday, I went outside
With my momma's mason jar
Caught a lovely butterfly
When I woke up today
Looked in on my fairy pet
She had withered
Yesterday, I went outside
With my momma's mason jar
Caught a lovely butterfly
When I woke up today
Looked in on my fairy pet
She had withered
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you want to holler hi-de-ho
Burns your tummy, don'tcha know
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Grape wine in a Mason jar
Homemade
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you want to holler hi-de-ho
Burns your tummy, don'tcha know
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Grape wine in a Mason jar
Homemade
and then
But you can't go home again
Me and my best friend Jenny set up a backyard camp
Stole one of mama's mason jars
Poked holes in the lid and made
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you want to holler hi-de-ho
Burns your tummy, don'tcha know
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Grape wine in a Mason jar
Homemade
a Mason jar and we all began to sing
I said dance dance Dakota dance...
and mason jars
It's all I can believe, to believe that it's gone
Those hard rockin', rock and rollin' life that I've known
The dancing stops, but the music
So they watched a little while sitting there in the car
Pretty soon they started pulling out Mason jars
Filling up little red cups of plastic
Like
Yeah what a rush
Catchin' lightnin' bugs in a mason jar
You take me to county fairs
Bedtime prayers
Old wooden rockin' chairs
And all the things I
with the hippies and the hicks
The jocks and bikers they all came to kick it in the sticks
Hey boy hit this mason jar one time
Burned you a little bit
bucks in the mason jar
Felt those good old neon vibes on me
And whatever monkey that was on my back
He jumped off just like that
Right into the deep
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you want to holler hi-de-ho
Burns your tummy, don'tcha know
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Grape wine in a Mason jar
Homemade
with the hippies and the hicks
The jocks and bikers they all came to kick it in the sticks
Hey boy hit this mason jar one time
Burned you a little bit
from his car
With somethin' clear as water in a mason jar
The lemonade got hearty and, Lordy, the party was on
That ol' boom box got louder
the girl's got plenty
Flowers in her bedroom, perfume on her neck
Nectar from a Mason jar, seven dollar dress
She's super cute and plenty bad, thirty, twenty
you
I'd walk the Mississippi
I'd drown in your kiss
Catch a star in a mason jar so you can make your wish
Whatever that may be baby I'd make it
on her neck
Nectar from a mason jar
Seven dollar dress she's
Super cute, and plenty bad
Thirty twenty-two thirty-six and a half
I, hope the dude
a-drinkin' from a mason jar
He said, "John, you better get yourself to work or you're gonna fool around 'til you get fired."
John blew the dust from his
I hit da club I'm hit da mall later
Told dat ***** wassup I wanna **** let me get dem draws later
I jus broke down a whole P stuffed in a jar mason
I
clear as water in a mason jar
The lemonade got hearty
and Lord the party was on
Chorus:
That ol' boom box got louder and louder
Actin' civilized didn't
me
Caught a body on a nigga bm now it's Stuck wit me
Im tryna run me up a whole M
I'm way past tryna touch fifty
I remember carrying mason jars to my
a drinkin' from a Mason jar
He said John you better get yourself to work you gonna fool around till you get fired
John blew the dust from his old 44 put two
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