(Scott Wiseman - Bascomb L. Lunsford)



There's a road away from me there's an old holler tree

Where you lay down a dollar or two

Go around the bend then you come back again

For that good ole mountain dew.



They call her that ole mountain dew, Lord, Lord

And them that refuse it are few

I'll hush up my mug if you'll fill up my jug

With that good ole mountain dew.



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My old uncle Mort was sawed off and short

He measured about four foot two

But he thinks he's a giant when you give him a pint

Of the good ole mountain dew.



Well, they call her that ole mountain dew, Lord, Lord

And them that refuse it are few

I'll hush up my mug if you'll fill up my jug

With that good ole mountain dew.



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My old uncle Bill's got a still on the hill

He'd run off a gallon or two

And the buzzards in the sky'd get so drunk they couldn't fly

Smellin' that good ole mountain dew.



Well, they call her that ole mountain dew, Lord, Lord

And them that refuse it are few

I'll hush up my mug if you'll fill up my jug

With that good ole mountain dew.



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Well, they call her that ole mountain dew, Lord, Lord

And them that refuse it are few

I'll hush up my mug if you'll fill up my jug

With that good ole mountain dew...