Down a road from me, there's no hotter tree Where you lay down a daughter or two You go round the bend and you come back again With a jug full of good old Mountain Dew Oh, lift that old Mountain Dew And then let me fuse it off you I'll shove my mug in, you fill up my jug With that good old Mountain Dew Oh, the preacher looked by with his head high Stood high, said his wife had been down with the flu He thought how hard to sell him apart All that good old Mountain Dew Oh, lift that old Mountain Dew And then let me fuse it off you I'll shove my mug in, you fill up my jug With that good old Mountain Dew Now my Uncle Nord, he's sort of short He measures about 5'2 He thinks he's a giant when you give him a pint Of that good old Mountain Dew Oh, lift that old Mountain Dew And then let me fuse it off you I'll shove my mug in, you fill up my jug With that good old Mountain Dew