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
Wanna hush up my mug if you'll fill up my jug with that good ole mountain dew
Preacher came by with his head high, said, "Hi"
Said his wife had took down with the flu
And he thought that we are just to give him a snart of that good old mountain dew
Well, we call it that ole mountain dew Lord, Lord
And them that refuse it are few
Wanna hush up my mug, if you'll fill up my jug with that good ole mountain dew
Now my uncle Rod, 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 Lord, Lord
And them that refuse it are few
Wanna hush up my mug, if you'll fill up my jug with that good ole mountain dew
Wanna hush up my mug, if you'll fill up my jug with that good ole mountain dew
