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Chug-A-Lug Lyrics By Roger Miller

    chugalug chugalug
    make you want to holler hideho
    burns your tummy don’tcha know
    chugalug chugalug

    grape wine in a mason jar
    homemade and brought to school
    by a friend of mine ‘n’ after class
    me and him and this other fool decide

    that we’ll drink up what’s left
    chugalug so we helped ourself
    first time for everything
    hmm my ears still ring

    chugalug chugalug
    make you want to holler hideho
    burns your tummy don’tcha know
    chugalug chugalug

    4h and ffa
    on a field trip to the farm
    me ‘n’ a friend sneak off behind
    this big old barn where we uncovered

    a coveredup moonshine still
    and we thought we’d drink our fill
    and i swallered it with a smile
    bllbbb i run ten mile

    chugalug chugalug
    make you want to holler hideho
    burns your tummy don’tcha know
    chugalug chugalug

    jukebox ‘n’ sawdust floor
    sumpin’ 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 old sip
    bllbbb i done a double back flip

    chugalug chugalug
    make you want to holler hideho
    burns your tummy don’tcha know
    chugalug chugalug
    chug chug chugalug

    Artist: Roger Miller

    Year: 1964

    Decade: 60s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 134