Roger Miller — Chug-A-Lug lyrics

Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you wanna holler hi-de-ho
Burns your tummy don't cha 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

Decided that we'll drink up what's left
Chug-a-lug
So we helped ourselves
First time for everything
Mmm, my ears still ring

Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you wanna holler hi-de-ho
Burns your tummy don't cha know
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug

Four-H & FFA on a field trip to the farm
Me and a friend sneak off behind
This big ol' barn where we
Uncovered, a covered up moonshine still
And I thought we'd drink our fill
And I swallered it with a smile
Brrr, I run ten miles

Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you wanna holler hi-de-ho
Burns your tummy don't cha know
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug

Jukebox and sawdust floor
Somethin' like I ain't never seen
And I'm just goin' 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 ol' sip”
Brrr, I done a double black flip

Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you wanna holler hi-de-ho
Burns your tummy don't cha know
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
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Songwriters: MILLER, ROGER
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