Now there far from me there's an old holler tree 
Where you lay down a dollar or two 
You go round the bend and you come back again 
With a jug of that good ole mountain dew 
They call it 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 

The preacher came by with his head high said hi said his wife took down with the flu 
And he thought that we're hard just to give him a quart 
Of that good old mountain dew 
Well we call it that ole mountain dew... 

My uncle Mort he's sawed off and he's short he measures bout four foot two 
But he thinks he's a giant when you give him a pint of that good old mountain dew 
Well we call it that ole mountain dew... 
Hush up my mug if you'll fill up my jug with that good ole mountain dew