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Roger Miller
"Chug-A-Lug" lyrics

Chug-A-Lug

Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you want to holler hi-de-ho
Burns your tummy, don't you 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
Decide that we'll drink up what's left
Chug-a-lug, so we helped ourself
First time for everything
Mm, my ears still ring

Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you want to holler hi-de-ho
Burns your tummy, don't you 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 a covered-up moonshine still
And we thought we'd drink our fill
And I swallered it with a smile
I run ten mile

Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you want to holler hi-de-ho
Burns your tummy, don't you know
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug

Jukebox and sawdust floor
Sumping like I ain't never seen
And I'm just going on fifteen
But with the help of my finagling uncle
I get snuck in
For my first taste of sin
I said "Let me have a big old sip"
I done a double back flip

Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you want to holler hi-de-ho
Burns your tummy, don't you know
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug