Cat. #1411 (MFH #951) - As sung by Sara Jo Fendley, Leslie, Arkansas on April 23, 1962
VERSE 1
There's a big holler tree down th road here from me
Where you lay down a dollar or two
You go down th bend an' you come back again
With a jug full of good ole mountain dew
CHORUS:
O, they call it that good ole mountain dew
An' them that refuse it are few
I'll hush up my mug, you can fill up my jug
With some good ole mountain dew
VERSE 2
Well, my Uncle Nort, he's pawed-off an' short
He's measures about four-foot-two
But he thinks he's a giant when ya give him a pint
Of that good ole mountain dew
VERSE 3
My old Aunt June bought some brand new perfume
It had such a sweet smellin' fume
But to her surprise when she had it in her eyes
They put nothin' but good ole mountain dew
VERSE 4
Well, th preacher rode by an' his head heisted high
Said, his wife had come down with th flu
An' he thought just by force, just sell him a quart
Of that good ole mountain dew
VERSE 5
My brother Bill, has got a still on th hill
Where he runs off a gallon or two
Th buzzards in th sky get so drunk they can't fly
From just smellin' that good ole mountain dew