Chug-a-lug lyrics
Chug-a-lug lyrics
Chug-a-lug, Chug-a-lug!
Make you wanna holler hy-dee-ho!
Burns your tummy don't ya know.
Chug-a-lug, Chug-a-lug!
Grape wine in a mason jar,
homemade and brought to school,
by a friend of mine 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 ear still ring.
Chug-a-lug, Chug-a-lug!
Make you wanna holler hy-dee-ho!
Burns your tummy don't ya know.
Chug-a-lug, Chug-a-lug!
*4-H and a FFA* on a field trip to the farm.
Me and a friend sneak off behind
This big old barn where uncovered covered up moonshine still.
And we thought we'd drink our fill.
And I swallowed up with a smile.
Brbrbrb, I run ten miles,
Chug-a-lug, Chug-a-lug!
Make you wanna holler hy-dee-ho!
Burns your tummy don't ya know.
Chug-a-lug, Chug-a-lug!
Jukebox and sawdust floor.
Something like I ain't never seen.
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".
Chug-a-lug, Chug-a-lug!
Make you wanna holler hy-dee-ho!
Burns your tummy don't ya know.
Chug-a-lug, Chug-a-lug!
A-tacka-ticka-tacka-waaaah
- Artist:Roger Miller
- Album:Roger and Out