Album: The Golden Age of Country
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Makes you wanna holler "hi-dee-ho!"
Burns your tummy, don't ya know
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Grape wine in a mason jar
Homemade and brought to school
By a friend of mine and after class
Me and him and this other fool
Decided that we'll drink up what's left
Chug-a-lug, so helped ourselves
First time for everything
Umm, my ears still ring
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you wanna holler "hi-de-ho!"
Burns your tummy, don't ya know
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
4 H and FFA
On a field trip to the farm
Me and a friend sneak off behind
This big old barn
Where we uncovered up a covered up
Moonshine still
And we thought we'd drink our fill
And I swallered it with a smile
Brrrrrrr....I run ten miles
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you wanna holler "hi-de-ho!"
Burns your tummy, don't ya know
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Jukebox and sawdust floor
Something like I ain't never seen
Heck, I'm just goin' on fifteen
But with the help of my faneglin' uncle
I get shuck in (I get snuck in)
For my first taste of sin
I said, "let me have a big ol' sip..."
Brrrrr....I done a double back flip
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you wanna holler "hi-dee-ho!"
Burns your tummy, don't ya know
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug