Booger Hollow Baby

Down on the creek in a cozy little spot

Hidden in the bushes is a fifty gallon pot.

When my mash is ready to make a little run

I head for Booger Hollow,

And I get my honey bun.

She wears tight jeans and she wiggles when she walks

You’ll tingle all over when she starts to talk.

She’s my kind of woman,

If you know what I mean.

Now let me tell you buddy,

She’s this moonshiner’s dream.

Chorus:

My Booger Hollow Baby

Helps me bottle up my booze

My Booger Hollow Baby

Never owned a pair of shoes

I’ve got it made,

I’ve nothing to lose

I’ve got a hundred proof woman,

I made ninety proof booze.

We run off the lightning

Then we run low wine.

We mix it and we blend it

Till it tastes just fine.

Along about daylight

We finish the brew.

We take a little time,

And pitch a little woo.

Now two more runs

And I’ll be all through

I’m gonna sell my pot,

And my pickup too.

If you want to find me

Booger Hollow’s where I’ll be

Cause raising little boogers

Is the job for me.

Chorus:

My Booger Hollow Baby

Helps me bottle up my booze

My Booger Hollow Baby

Never owned a pair of shoes

I’ve got it made,

I’ve nothing to lose

I’ve got a hundred proof woman,

I made ninety proof booze.

CF.