Lyrics Buck Owens – Mountain Dew

Not very far from me there’s an old holler tree
Where you lay down a dollar or two
Then you go round the bend and you come back again
With a jug of that good ole mountain dew

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They call it that ole mountain dew Lord Lord
And them that refuse it are few
I’ll hush up my mug if you’ll fill up my jug
With that good ole mountain dew

The preacher came by with his head held up high
Said his wife took down with the flu
And he thought that we ought just to give him a snort
Of that good old mountain dew

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My uncle Mort he’s sawed off and he’s short
He measures bout four foot two
But he thinks he’s a giant when you give him a pint
Of that good old mountain dew

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I’ll hush up my mug if you’ll fill up my jug
With that good ole mountain dew