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Down the road here from me there's an old holler tree
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Where you lay down a dollar or two
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Go on round the bend come back again
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There's a jug full of that good ole mountain dew


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Oh they call it that good ole mountain dew and them that refuse it are few
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I'll hush up my mug if you'll fill up my jug with that good ole mountain dew


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[Verse 2]
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Now Mr. Roosevelt told 'em just how he felt
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When he heard that the dry law 'd gone through
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If your liquor's too red it'll swell up your head
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You better stick to that good ole mountain dew


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Oh they call it that good ole mountain dew and them that refuse it are few
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I'll hush up my mug if you'll fill up my jug with that good ole mountain dew


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[Verse 3]
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The preacher rode by with his head hasted high
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Said his wife had been down with the flu
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He thought that I o'rt to sell him a quart
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of my good ole mountain dew


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Oh they call it that good ole mountain dew and them that refuse it are few
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I'll hush up my mug if you'll fill up my jug with that good ole mountain dew


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[Verse 4]
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Well my uncle Snort he's sawed off and short
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He measures four feet two
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But he feels like a giant when you give him a pint
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of that good old mountain dew


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Oh they call it that good ole mountain dew and them that refuse it are few
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I'll hush up my mug if you'll fill up my jug with that good ole mountain dew


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