Toby Keith - Chug-a-lug - live at the fillmore new york at irving plaza/ 2010 lyrics

Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug Make you wanna holler hidey-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 in my cla** Me and him and this other fool Decided that we'll drink up what's left Chug-a-lug, so I helped ourselves First time for everything Mmm, my ears still ring Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug Make you wanna holler hidey-hoe Burns your tummy, don't you know? Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug Four H and an F F A On the field trip to the farm Me and friends sneaked off behind To this big old barn Where we uncovered a Covered up moonshine still And we thought we drank our fill I swallowed it with a smile Brr, and run ten mile Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug Make you wanna holler hidey-hoe Burns your tummy, don't you know? Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug Jukebox and sawdust floor Somthin' like I ain't never seen Hell, I'm just goin' on 15 But with the help of my fanaglein' uncle I get snuck in For my first taste of sin I said let me have a big old sip Brr, I done a double back flip Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug Make you wanna holler hidey-hoe Burns your tummy, don't you know? Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug