Song :
F
Intro :
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Down the road here from me
There’s a old hollow tree
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Where you lay down a dollar or two
Go on round the bend and come back again
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There’s a jug full of that good ole mountain dew
Chorus :
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Oh they call it that good ole mountain dew
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And them that refuse it are few
I’ll hush up my mug if you fill up my jug
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With that good ole mountain dew
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Now Mr. Roosevelt tole 'em
just how he felt
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When he heard that the dry law 'd gone through
If your liquors too red it'll swell up your head
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You better stick to that good ole mountain dew
Chorus
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The preacher rode by
with his head hasted high
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Said his wife had been down with the flu
He thought that I o'rt to sell him
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a quart of my good ole mountain dew
Chorus
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Well my uncle Snort he's sawed off and short
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he measures four feet two
But he feels like a giant when you give him a pint
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of that good old mountain dew
Chorus
