Chug-A-Lug

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 brought to school By a friend of mine 'n' after cla*s Me and him and this other fool decide That we'll drink up what's left Chug-a-lug, so we helped ourself First time for everything Hmm, my ears still ring 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 4-H and FFA On a field trip to the farm Me 'n' a friend sneak off behind This big old barn where we uncovered A covered-up moonshine still And we thought we'd drink our fill And I swallered it with a smile '€œBll-bbb'€, I run ten mile 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 Jukebox 'n' sawdust floor Sumpin' like I ain't never seen And I'm just goin' on fifteen But with the help of my finaglin' Uncle I get snuck in For my first taste of sin I said, "Lemme have a big old sip" '€œBll-bbb'€, I done a double back flip 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