Music: J.D., Zach

Lyrics: PD

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Well, my Uncle Bill had a still on the hill
Where he brewed up a gallon or two
And the birds in the sky
Get so drunk they can't fly
Just from smellin' that good ol' Mountain Dew

They call it that good ol' Mountain Dew
And them that refuse it are few (darn' few)
I'll hush up my mug
If you'll fill up my jug
With that good ol' Mountain Dew

Well, my Uncle Mort, he was sawed-off and short
He measured 'bout five foot two
But he thinks he's a giant
If you give him a pint
Of that good ol' Mountain Dew