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

Grape wine in a mason jar
Homemade and brought to school
By a friend of mine, ‘n’ after class
Me and him and this other fool decide
That we’ll drink up what’s left
Chug-a-lug, so we helped ourself
First time for everything
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 the FFA
On a field trip to the farm
Me ‘n’ a 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 swallered it with a smile
I run ten mile

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 ‘n’ sawdust floor
Somethin’ like I ain’t never seen
And I’m just goin’ on 15
But with the help of my finaglin’
Uncle I get snuck in
For my first taste of sin
I said, “Lemme have a big old sip!”
I done a double back flip

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