Oh, they call it that old mountain dew
And them that drink it, they're few
I'll just shove my mug if you fill up my jug
With some good old mountain dew
Now, my brother Bill's got 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
Just from smellin' that good old mountain dew
Oh, they call it that old mountain dew
And them that drink it, they're few
I'll just shove my mug if you fill up my jug
With some good old mountain dew