Lyrics The Kentucky Headhunters

The Kentucky Headhunters

Chug-a-Lug

Chug-a-lug chug a lug

Make ya wanna holla hidy hoe,

Burns your tummy don't you know

Chug-a-lug chug-a-lug

Grape wine in a mason jar

Homemade and brought to school

By a friend of mine after class

Me and him and this other fool

Decided that we'll drink up whats left

Chug-a-lug so I helped myself

First time for everything

Umm my ears still ring

Chug-a-lug Chug-a-lug

Make you wanna holla hidy hoe,

Burns your tummy don't you know

Chug-a-lug chug-a-lug

4 H and an FFA

On a field trip to the farm

Me and friend sneak off behind

This big old barn

Where we uncovered a covered up

Moonshine still

And we thought we'd drink our fill

And I swallowed it with a smile

Ohh I run ten mile

Chug-a-lug chug a lug

Make u wanna holla hidy hoe,

Burns your tummy don't you know

Chug-a-lug chug-a-lug

Jukebox and sawdust floor

Somthin' like I've never seen

Heck I'm just going on 15,

But with the help of my finaglin' uncle

I get snuck in for my first taste of sin

I said let me have a big old sip

Bbbbb I done a double back flip

Chug-a-lug chug a lug

Make u wanna holla hidy hoe,

Burns your tummy don't you know

Chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chig a chagle uh