Mountain Dew
Well my uncle Mort, he's sawed off and short He stands about four foot two But he feels like a giant when you give him a pint 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 fill up my jug With that good ole mountain dew
Old Aunty June had some brand new perfume, And it had such a sweet smellin' pew, Imagine her surprise when she had it analyzed, and It was nothin' but 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 fill up my jug With that good ole mountain dew
Well the preacher came by, with a tear in his eye, And he said that his wife had the flu. I said that he ort, to give her a snort, 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 fill up my jug With that good ole mountain dew
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