Chug-a-lug Lyrics - Bullets In The Gun - Toby Keith

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 

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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 

4 H and an FFA 

On a field trip to the farm 

Me and friend sneek 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 

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Jukebox and sawdust floor 

Somthin' like i've never seen 

Heck I'm just going on 15, 

But with the help of my fanaglein' uncle 

I get snuk in for my first taste of sin 

I said let me have a big old sip 

bbbb 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