Bob Dylan - Mountain Dew (Take 2) lyrics

There’s a big hollow tree Down the road here from me Where you lay down a dollar or two Then you go around the bend When you come back again There’s a jugful of mountain dew Oh, they call it that old mountain dew And them that refuse it are few Oh, I’ll shut up my mug If you’ll fill up my jug With that good old mountain dew Well, there’s my old Aunt June Bought some brand new perfume It had such a sweet smellin’ phew But to her surprise, when she had it an*lyzed It was nothing but good old mountain dew And there’s Uncle Mort He’s sawed off and short He’s just five feet and one inch or two But he thinks he’s a giant When he gets him a pint Of that good old mountain dew Now, there’s Uncle Bill Got a still on the hill Where he runs off a gallon or two And the buzzards in the sky Get so dizzy they can’t fly Just from smelling that mountain dew