Chug-A-Lug

Chug A Lug:Roger Miller.
#9 Rock and #3 Country in 1964.

INTRO: E

CHORUS:
E
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug.
                         B
Make you want to holler, hi-de-ho!
                  E
Burns your tummy, dont'cha know.
B                  E
Chug-A-lug, chug-A-lug.

#1.
E
Grape wine in a Mason jar..
             B
homemade and brought to school..
                       E
by a friend of mine 'n after class..
               B
Me and him and this other fool decide that 
            E
we'll drink up what's left.
                  B
Chug-a-lug, so we helped ourself.
               E
First time for everything, mmm, my ears still ring.

CHORUS:
E
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug.
                         B
Make you want to holler, hi-de-ho!
                  E
Burns your tummy, dont'cha know.
B                  E   F
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug.

#2.
F                            C
4-H and FFA, on a field trip to the farm..
                     F                        C
me 'n a friend sneak off behind, this big old barn 
                                F
where we uncovered a covered-up moonshine still.
                    C
And we thought we'd drink our fill.
                   F
And I swallered it with a smile..

Arrrroooo! I run ten mile.

CHORUS:
F
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug.
                         C
Make you want to holler, hi-de-ho!
                  F
Burns your tummy, dont'cha know.
C                  F   F#
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug.

#3.
F#
Jukebox on a sawdust floor..
                     C#
sumpin' like I ain't never seen..
                     F#
heck! I'm just going on fifteen.
             C#
But with the help of my finaglin' uncle, 
  F#                         C#
I get snuck in, for my first taste of sin.
                     F#
I said, lemme have a big old sip..

Brrrrrrllbb, I done a double back flip.

CHORUS:
F#
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug.
                         C#
Make you want to holler, hi-de-ho!
                  F#
Burns your tummy, dont'cha know.
C#                 F#
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug. (Chug, chug,

chug'll, chu...)(Fade.)


A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.