Chug-a-Lug

Chug a lug chug a lug
Makes you wanna holler hidee 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'd drink up what's left
Chug a lug so we helped our self
First time for everything
Mmm my ears still ring

Chug a lug chug a lug
Makes you wanna holler hidee ho
Burns your tummy don't you know
Chug a lug chug a lug

4H and a FFFA
On a field trip to the farm
Me and a friend sneak off behind
This big old barn where we un covered
A covered up moon shine still
And we thought we'd drink our fill
I swallowed it with a smile
Bbb I run ten miles

Chug a lug chug a lug
Makes you wanna holler hidee ho
Burns your tummy don't you know
Chug a lug chug a lug

Juke box and saw dust floor
Something like I ain't never seen
Hell I'm just going on fifteen
But with the help of my finaglein' uncle I
Get snuck in
For my first taste of sin
I said let me have a big ole sip
Bbb I done a double back flip

Chug a lug chug a lug
Makes you wanna holler hidee ho
Burns your tummy don't you know
Chug a lug chug a lug



Credits
Writer(s): Roger Miller
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