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Old Mountain Dew

 
My uncle Bill has a still on the hill
Here he runs off a gallon or two
The birds in the sky get so drunk they can't fly
In that good old mountain dew

They call it that good old mountain dew
And them that refuse it are few
I'll hoist up my mug if you fill up my jug
With that good old mountain dew

My brother George, he's not very large
He measures just four feet two
But he thinks he's a giant, when they give him
A pint of that good old mountain dew

You and me know that old hollow tree
Where you lay down a dollar or two
If you hush up my mug, they will slip you a jug
Of that good old mountain dew