Good Old Mountain Dew    (1928)

My brother Bill runs a still on the hill
Where he turns out a gallon or two
And the buzzards in the sky get so drunk they can not fly
Just from sniffing that good old mountain dew

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

My aunt Lucille had an automobile
It ran on a gallon or two
It didn't need no gas and it didn't need no oil
It just ran on that good old mountain dew

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

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

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

Old Auntie June had a brand new perfume
It had such a wonderful "pew"
But to her surprise, when she had it analyzed
It was nothing but that good old mountain dew

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

I know a guy named Pete, his hair ain't so neat
Though he fixes it with syrup and blue
But it stays right in place when he uses just a trace
Of that good old mountain dew

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

The preacher, he walked by, with a big tear in his eye
Said that his wife had the flu
And hadn't I ought just to give him a quart
Of that good old mountain dew

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

My uncle Klaus had a real mean old mouse
When they asked how it happened
He said it was a lappin'
That good old mountain dew

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

There's an old hollow tree, just a little way from me
Where you lay down a dollar or two
If you hush up your mug, then they'll give you a jug
Of that good old mountain dew

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

You take a little trash and you mix it up with ash
And you throw in the soul of a shoe
Then you stir it awhile with an old rusty file
And they call it that good old mountain dew

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

During the last war, we couldn't get no more
We didn't have no sugar for the dew
With a few old potaters and a few ripe tomaters
We turned out some stuff, I'm tellin' you

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

Old Deacon Crane took a trip in the rain
Said his wife had come down with the flu
But she'll be all right if you give her a pint
Of that good old mountain dew

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

Mr. Franklin Roosevelt, he told me how he felt
The day the old dry law went through
If your likker's too red, it will swell up your head
Better stick to that good old mountain dew

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

Lyrics by Bascom Lamar Lunsford and Scotty Wiseman.
Recorded by Grandpa Jones; Glen Campbell; Willie Nelson; many others.


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