WILBURN BROTHERS - MOUNTAIN DEW lyrics

Down the road here from me there's an old holler tree

Where you lay down a dollar or two

You can go round the bend then come back again

With a jug full of the good ole mountain dew

Oh they call it that good ole mountain dew and them that refuse it are few

If you'll hush up your mug they'll fill up your jug with that good ole mountain dew

Now my brother Bill's got him a still on the hill where he runs off a gallon or two

And the buzzards in the sky get so drunk they can't fly

From smellin' that good ole mountain dew

Oh they call it that good ole mountain dew...

[ banjo ]

Now my old aunt June bought some brand new perfume

And it had such a sweet smellin' pu

Oh to her surprise when she had it analyzed

It was nothin' but good ole mountain dew

And they call it that good ole mountain dew...

The preacher rode by with his head hasted high

Said his wife had been down with the flu

And he figured that I o'rt to give him a quart of that good ole mountain dew