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Artist: Roger Miller
Title: Chug-A-Lug
Submit by: Annie
Date: 20/04/2004
Hits: 26
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug, make you wanna holler hi-dee-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 and after class, me and him and this other fool
Decide that we'll drink up what's left, chug-a-lug, so I helped myself
First time for everything, mmm, my ears still ring
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug, make you wanna holler hi-dee-ho
Burns your tummy, don't you know, chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Four H and a FFA, on a field trip to the farm
Me and a friend sneak off behind this big old barn
Where we uncovered up covered up moonshine still
And we thought we'd drink our fill, and I swallered it with a smile
Brrrrrrr... I run ten miles
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug, make you wanna holler hi-dee-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
Heck, I'm just goin' on fifteen
But with the help of my faneglin' uncle, I get snuck in
For my first taste of sin, I said let me have a big old sip
Brrrrr....I done a double back flip
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug, make you wanna holler hi-dee-ho
Burns your tummy, don't you know, chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Chug-do-dable-air
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