Автор мелодии: Grandpa Jones
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My brother Bill runs a still on the hill
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Where he turns out a gallon or two
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And the buzzards in the sky get so drunk they
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Cant fly
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Just from sniffing that good old mountain dew
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They call it that good old mountain dew,
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And them that refuse it are few.
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Ill hush up my mug if youll fill up my jug
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With that good old mountain dew.
My uncle Mort, he is sawed off and short
He measure about four foot two,
But he thinks hes a giant when you give him
A pint
Of that good old mountain dew
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You take a little trash and you mix it 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
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During the war we couldnt get any more
We didnt have no sugar for the dew
With a few old potaters and a few ripe tomaters
We turn out some stuff, Im tellin you
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I know a guy named Pete, his hair aint 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
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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 good old mountain dew
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Old Deacon Crane took a trip in the rain
Said his wife had come down with the flu
And hadnt I ought just to give him a quart
Of that good old mountain dew
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Theres an old hollow tree just a little way from me
Where you lay down a dollar or two
If you hush up you mug, then theyll give you
A jug
Of that good old mountain dew
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Mr Roosevelt told me just how he felt
The day that the dry law went through
If your likkers too red, it will swell up
Your head
Better stick to that good old mountain dew
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