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Our Saturday night bonanzas, are known from here to Kansas
As being the thing to do
We like to pass around that shine, get everybody feelinâ fine
Drinking good old south lee county brew
Put it to your lips and take a little nip
You know your bell is rung when you canât feel your tongue
And all you did was take a little sip
Tip back the jar, so good so far
Weâll drink âtil we donât know what to do
Weâll hoop and weâll holler, weâll take another swallow
Of that good old south lee county brew
Another batch will be done soon, weâll be howlinâ at the moon
What tomorrow brings I havenât got a clue
All I know is tonight Iâll be feelin alright
With my bottle of south lee county brew
Some folks say that the jarâs half empty
Some folks say that the jarâs half full
Some folks like me donât give a damn
Long as I get another pull
ca
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