Roger Miller
 Words and Music by Roger Miller
 Peak chart position # 9 in 1964


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 Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
 Make you want to holler hi-de-ho
 Burns your tummy, don'tcha know
 Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug

 Grape wine in a Mason jar
 Homemade and brought to school
 By a friend of mine 'n' after class
 Me and him and this other fool decide that we'll drink up what's left
 Chug-a-lug, so we helped ourself
 First time for everything
 Mm, my ears still ring

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 4-H and FFA on a field trip to the farm
 Me 'n' a friend sneak off behind
 This big old barn where we uncovered a covered-up moonshine still
 And we thought we'd drink our fill
 And I swallered it with a smile
 *Bllll-bbbb*, I run ten mile

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 Jukebox 'n' sawdust floor
 Sumpin' like I ain't never seen
 And I'm just going on fifteen
 But with the help of my finaglin' uncle I get snuck in
 For my first taste of sin.
 I said "Lemme have a big old sip"
 *Bllll-bbbb*, I done a double back flip

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 TRANSCRIBER'S NOTE: *Bllll-bbbb* is impossible to spell. It's a ululation of the lips and
 tongue similar to a "raspberry