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ROGER MILLER
Roger Miller Dang Me 1964
Chug-a-lug текст песни
Chug-a-lug
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Makes you wanna holler hi-dee-ho!
Burns your tummy, don't ya know
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Grape wine in a mason jar
Homemade and brought to school
By a friend of mine and after class
Me and him and this other fool
Decided that we'll drink up what's left
Chug-a-lug, so helped ourselves
First time for everything
Umm, my ears still ring
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you wanna holler hi-de-ho!
Burns your tummy, don't ya know
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
4 h and ffa
On a field trip to the farm
Me and a friend sneak off behind
This big old barn
Where we uncovered up a covered up
Moonshine still
And we thought we'd drink our fill
And I swallered it with a smile
Brrrrrrr....i run ten miles
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you wanna holler hi-de-ho!
Burns your tummy, don't ya know
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Jukebox and sawdust floor
Something like I ain't never seen
Heck, I'm just goin' on fifteen
But with the help of my faneglin' uncle
I get shuck in (I get snuck in)
For my first taste of sin
I said, let me have a big ol' sip...
Brrrrr....i done a double back flip
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you wanna holler hi-dee-ho!
Burns your tummy, don't ya know
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
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