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Mountain Dew
 
4-Bar-B 6049
 


ID: 5924
   Instrumental  
 

TypeSinging Call4-Bar-B
WEB SITEWeb site for "4-Bar-B" www.squaredancemusic.com
Label information
Grid list of 4-Bar-B recordings
Copies6
Vic's Rating0 (not rated)
Bpm 
Duration 
Media45 rpm vinyl
Artist(s)

Bob Carmack
Bob Carmack
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Old Call(s)
Cue Sheet

OPENER - MIDDLE BREAK - CLOSER    Mainstream

Sides face, grand square
*My uncle Bill has a still on the hill
Where he turns out a gallon or two
The buzzards in the sky get so dizzy they can't fly
Just from smellin' that good ole mountain dew

Circle left
They call it that good ole mountain dew, Lawd, Lawd
Left allemande, c'mon promenade
The buzzards in the sky get so dizzy they can't fly
Just from smellin' that good ole mountain dew


ALTERNATE LYRICS

*My uncle Nort, he's sawed off & short
He measures only four foot two
But he thinks he's a giant when you give him a pint
Of that good ole mountain dew


*Down the road from me, there's an ole hollow tree
Where you lay down a dollar or two
Well you go around the bend and when you come back again
There's a jug of that good ole mountain dew


FIGURE    C4, corner progression

Heads (sides) square thru 4 hands around you go
Meet that corner lady dosado
Curlique and then, walk & dodge my friend
Partner trade and do the right & left thru
Pass the ocean now, recycle on around
Oh swing that lady, promenade
The buzzards in the sky get so dizzy they can't fly
Just from smellin' that good ole mountain dew


TAG

There's a jug of that good ole mountain dew
Lyrics

Lyrics are provided for informational and educational purposes only. Lyrics are
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Good Old Mountain Dew
 
 

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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Handle List
1432  Side(s) IDENTIFIER
473 Face (dir) [Mainstream]
1470 In DIRECTION
548 Grand Square [Basic]
1503 Circle (Left|Right) [Basic]
1473 Left DIRECTION
1429 Allemande Left [Basic]
782 Promenade (fract) [Basic]
1431 Head(s) IDENTIFIER
1058 Square Thru (n) [Basic]
1482 4 (number)
429 Dosado [Basic]
375 Curlique [C4]
1267 Walk & Dodge [Mainstream]
1175 Trade [Basic]
865 Right & Left Thru [Basic]
737 Pass The Ocean [Basic]
1750 Recycle (generic) [Mainstream]
1463 Swing (Your Partner|Corner) [Basic]
1430 Promenade Home [Basic]

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