Текст песни Bill Anderson - Mountain Dew
Bill Anderson - Mountain Dew слова песни
(They call it that ole mountain dew and them that refuse it are few)I`ll hush up my mug if you`ll just fill up my jug with that good ole mountain dewThere`s an old holler tree down the road away from meWhere you lay down a dollar or twoGo around the bend then you come back againThere`s a jug full of good ole mountain dewWell they call it that ole mountain dew...[ ac.guitar ]My uncle Mort was sawed off and short he measured about four foot twoBut he thinks he`s a giant when you give him a pint of the good ole mountain dewWell they call it that ole mountain dew...[ ac.guitar ]My brother Bill ran a still on the hill he`d run off a gallon or twoAnd the buzzards in the sky`d get so drunk they couldn`t flyFrom smellin` that good ole mountain dewWell they call it that ole mountain dew...[ ac.guitar ]Well the preacher rode by had his head hasted highSaid his wife had been down with the fluAnd he thought that I o`rt to sell him a quart of my good ole mountain dewWell they call it that ole mountain dew...