Chug-a-Lug

Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you wanna holler hidey-ho
Burns your tummy don't you know
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug

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

Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you wanna holler hidey-ho
Burns your tummy don't you know
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug

4-H and the FFA
On a field trip to the farm
Me and a friend sneak off behind
This big old barn
Where we uncovered a covered up moonshine still
And we thought we'd drink our fill
Well I swallowed it with a smile
Brr, run ten miles

Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you wanna holler hidey-ho
Burns your tummy don't you know
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug

Jukebox and sawdust floor
Something like you ain't never seen
And I'm just going on fifteen
But with the help of my finagling uncle
I get snuck in for my first taste of sin
I said let me have a big old sip
Brr, I done a double backflip

Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you wanna holler hidey-ho
Burns your tummy don't you know
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug