v.1
There's a big holler tree down the road here from me
Where you lay down a dollar or two
You go around the bend and you come back again
There's a jug full of good ol' mountain dew

Chorus:
They call it that good ol' mountain dew
And them that refuse it are few
I'll hush up my mug if you fill up my jug
With that good ol' mountain dew

v.2
Well, my uncle Mort, he's sawed off and short
He measures about four foot two
But he thinks he's a giant when you give him a pint
Of that good ol' mountain dew

v.3
Well, my old aunt June bought some brand new perfume
It had such a sweet smellin' phew
But to her surprise, when she had it analyzed
It was nothin' but that good ol' mountain dew

v.4
The preacher came by with his head heisted high

Said his wife had come down with the flu
And he thought that I ort just to sell him a quart
Of that good ol' mountain dew

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v.5
Well, my brother Bill's got a still on the hill
Where he runs off a gallon or two
The buzzards in the sky get so drunk they can't fly
Just from smellin' that good ol' mountain dew