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 Lord Lord 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


The preacher came by with his head high said hi said his wife
took down with the flu
And he thought that we're hard just to give him a quart

Of that good old mountain dew
Well we call it that ole mountain dew...
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My uncle Mort he's sawed off and he's short he
measures bout four foot two
But he thinks he's a giant when you give him a pint of that

good old mountain dew
Well we call it that ole mountain dew...
Hush up my mug if you'll fill up my jug with that good ole

mountain dew