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Cubam / Ole Mountain Dew
Kalox 1083
 
    
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Cubam / Ole Mountain Dew
 
ID: 5380
   Side A  
   Side B  

LabelKalox
Label information
Grid list of Kalox recordings
Number1083
TypePatter (two instrumentals)
Copies2
Vic's Rating0 (not rated)
Bpm 
Duration 
Media45 rpm vinyl
Artist(s)
 
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Cue Sheet side A

 
Cue Sheet side B

OPENER - MIDDLE BREAK - CLOSER

Allemande left and allemande thar, go right & left the 4 men star
All 4 men you back up in a star
Hey shoot that star to the heavens whirl, go right & left to a brand new girl
All 4 men you star once again
Shoot that star, go right & left grand, every other girl with every other hand
Meet that girl, dosado and then promenade
Promenade her home and don't let her roam
Cause she likes that good ole mountain dew


FIGURE

1 & 3 (2 & 4) dosado all the way round you know
Then square thru 4 hands around you go
Turn your corners all right hand round, now partner left like an allemande thar
And all four men you back up in a star
Shoot that star, go right & left grand, every other girl with every other hand
Meet that girl, dosado and then promenade
Promenade her son, well I'm a son of a gun
She likes that good ole mountain dew

 
Lyrics

Lyrics are provided for informational and educational purposes only. Lyrics are
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Old Mountain Dew Lyrics ID: 606

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.

Chorus
They call it that good old mountan 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.

Repeat chorus

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.

Repeat chorus

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

Repeat chorus

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.

Repeat chorus

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

Repeat chorus

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

Repeat chorus

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

Repeat chorus

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.

Repeat chorus

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

Repeat chorus

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.

Repeat chorus

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

Lyrics by Bascom Lamar Lunsford. 

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