There's a road away from me there's an old holler tree
Where you lay down a dollar or two
Go around the bend then you come back again
For that good ole mountain dew
They call her that ole mountain dew Lord Lord and them that refuse it are few
I'll hush up my mug if you'll fill up my jug with that good ole mountain dew
[ guitar ]
My old uncle Mort was saved off and short he measured about four foot two
But he thinks he's a giant when you give him a pint of the good ole mountain dew
Well they call her that ole mountain dew...
[ piano ]
My old uncle Bill's got a still on the hill he'd run off a gallon or two
And the buzzards in the sky'd get so drunk they couldn't fly
Smellin' that good ole mountain dew
Well they call her that ole mountain dew...
[ fiddle ]
Well they call her that ole mountain dew...
