Chug-A-Lug

Chug a lug, chug a lug
Make you want to holler hi-de-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
Decide that we'll drink up what's left
Chug a lug, so help thyself
First time for everything
Mmm, my ears still ring

Chug a lug, chug a lug
Make you want to holler hi-de-ho
Burns your tummy, don't you know
Chug a lug, chug a lug

4-H and FFA
On a field trip to the farm
Met a friend, sneak off behind
This big old barn where we uncovered
A covered up moonshine still
How I thought we drank our fill
And I swallowed it with a smile
I run ten miles

Chug a lug, chug a lug
Make you want to holler hi-de-ho
Burns your tummy, don't you know
Chug a lug, chug a lug

Jukebox and a sawdust floor
Something like I ain't never seen
Heck, 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
I done a double back flip

Chug a lug, chug a lug
Make you want to holler hi-de-ho
Burns your tummy, don't you know
Chug a lug, chug a lug