The Wilburn Brothers - Good Old Mountain Dew lyrics

Down the road here from me there's an old holler tree Where you lay down a dollar or two You can go round the bend then come back again With a jug full of the good ole mountain dew Oh they call it that good ole mountain dew and them that refuse it are few If you'll hush up your mug they'll fill up your jug with that good ole mountain dew Now my brother Bill's got him a still on the hill where he runs off a gallon or two And the buzzards in the sky get so drunk they can't fly From smellin' that good ole mountain dew Oh they call it that good ole mountain dew... ( banjo ) Now my old aunt June bought some brand new perfume And it had such a sweet smellin' pu Oh to her surprise when she had it an*lyzed It was nothin' but good ole mountain dew And they call it that good ole mountain dew... The preacher rode by with his head hasted high Said his wife had been down with the flu And he figured that I o'rt to give him a quart of that good ole mountain dew