Chug-A-Lug — текст песни (Roger Miller)

Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Makes you wanna holler hi-dee-ho!
Burns your tummy, don`t ya know
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug

Grape wine in a mason jar
Homemade and brought to school
By a friend of mine and after class
Me and him and this other fool
Decided that we`ll drink up what`s left
Chug-a-lug, so helped ourselves
First time for everything
Umm, my ears still ring

Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you wanna holler hi-de-ho!
Burns your tummy, don`t ya know
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug

4 H and FFA
On a field trip to the farm
Me and a friend sneak off behind
This big old barn
Where we uncovered up a covered up
Moonshine still
And we thought we`d drink our fill
And I swallered it with a smile
Brrrrrrr....I run ten miles

Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you wanna holler hi-de-ho!
Burns your tummy, don`t ya know
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug

Jukebox and sawdust floor
Something like I ain`t never seen
Heck, I`m just goin` on fifteen
But with the help of my faneglin` uncle
I get shuck in (I get snuck in)
For my first taste of sin
I said, let me have a big ol` sip...
Brrrrr....I done a double back flip

Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you wanna holler hi-dee-ho!
Burns your tummy, don`t ya know
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug