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."