Songtexte Chug-A-Lug - Single Version - Roger Miller

Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you wanna holla, "Hi-de-ho!"
Burns your tummy, don't you know?
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug

Grape wine in a Mason jar
Homemade and brought to school
By a friend of mine 'n' after class
Me and him and this other fool decide
That we'll drink up what's left
Chug-a-lug, so we helped ourselves
First time for everything, mm, my ears still ring

Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you want to holla, "Hi-de-ho!"
Burns your tummy, don't you know?
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug

Four H and an FFA
On a field trip to the farm
Me 'n' 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
And I swallowed it with a smile
I run ten mile

Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you want to holla, "Hi-de-ho!"
Burns your tummy, don't you know?
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug

Jukebox and sawdust floor
Somethin' like I ain't never seen
And I'm just goin' on 15
But with the help of my finaglin' uncle
I get snuck in
For my first taste of sin
I said, "Lemme have a big old sip"
I've done a double backflip

Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you want to holla, "Hi-de-ho!"
Burns your tummy, don't you know?
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug