Chug-a-lug chug-a-lug make you wanna holler hi-de-ho
Burns your tummy don't you know chug-a-lug chug-a-lug

Grape wine in a Mason jar homemade and brought to school
By a friend of mine after class me and him and this other fool
Decided that we'll drink up what's left chug-a-lug so we helped ourselves
First time for everythin' ummm my ears still ring
Chug-a-lug chug-a-lug

Four H and FFA on a field trip to the farm me and a friend sneak off behind
This big ol' barn where we uncovered
A covered up moonshine still and we thought we'd drink our fill
And I swallered it with a smile brrr I run ten miles
Chug-a-lug chug-a-lug

Jukebox and sawdust floor somethin' like I ain't never seen
And I'm just goin' on fifteen
But with the help of my faneglin' Uncle I get snuck in for my first taste of sin
I said lemme have a big ol' sip brrr I done a double black flip
Chug-a-lug chug-a-lug

Writer : MILLER, ROGER
Copyright : Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC