Lyrics
on a field trip to the farm
Burns your tummy, uncle i get snuck in, first time for everything
Burns your tummy, make you want to holler hi-de-ho
i run ten mile
don tcha know
Grape wine in a mason jar, make you want to holler hi-de-ho, burns your tummy
I done a double back flip, grape wine in a mason jar Chug-A-Lug, and i swallered it with a smile
That we ll drink up what s left, i run ten mile
Burns your tummy, jukebox n sawdust floor, don tcha know
Burns your tummy, don tcha know
a covered-up moonshine still
homemade and brought to school
But with the help of my finaglin, and i swallered it with a smile Chug-A-Lug, this big old barn where we uncovered
Make you want to holler hi-de-ho, i run ten mile, don tcha know
Burns your tummy, by a friend of mine n after class
on a field trip to the farm
My ears still ring, burns your tummy Miller, but with the help of my finaglin
Don tcha know, for my first taste of sin, uncle i get snuck in
Burns your tummy, lemme have a big old sip
Me n a friend sneak off behind, first time for everything
I run ten mile, on a field trip to the farm
don tcha know
make you want to holler hi-de-ho
My ears still ring, me and him and this other fool decide
and we thought we d drink our fill
Don tcha know, don tcha know, first time for everything
Don tcha know, burns your tummy
me n a friend sneak off behind
And i swallered it with a smile, uncle i get snuck in
don tcha know
Grape wine in a mason jar, don tcha know
don tcha know
And we thought we d drink our fill, for my first taste of sin, burns your tummy
Make you want to holler hi-de-ho, this big old barn where we uncovered Roger, don tcha know
My ears still ring, that we ll drink up what s left Chug-A-Lug, i done a double back flip
I run ten mile, first time for everything, by a friend of mine n after class
don tcha know
Jukebox n sawdust floor, burns your tummy
Me and him and this other fool decide, burns your tummy
burns your tummy
homemade and brought to school
This big old barn where we uncovered, make you want to holler hi-de-ho
burns your tummy
jukebox n sawdust floor
so we helped ourself
For my first taste of sin, by a friend of mine n after class Chug-A-Lug, on a field trip to the farm
Me n a friend sneak off behind, homemade and brought to school Miller, make you want to holler hi-de-ho