[Intro — Fast banjo picking, lively fiddle, boot stomps, handclaps] Well, the moon climbed high o'er the Cumberland hills, Crickets were singing and the air stood still, There was a shack down yonder where the wild creek ran, And a secret passed down from an old mountain man! Hey! Fiddle, play that mountain tune! There's a legend rising with the harvest moon! [Verse 1] Grandpa wore a grin and a beat-up hat, Said, “Boy, come here, let me tell you 'bout that.” There was a drink in these hills with a powerful name, Had the whole darn holler talking just the same. Made by moonlight, hidden from view, Folks came calling for that Mountain Dew. From the ridge-top farms to the valley below, Everybody knew where the old-timers'd go! [Pre-Chorus] Well, the banjo rang and the fiddle cried, And the whole mountain shook from side to side. When the old folks told that story true, They'd tip their hats and say— [Chorus — Full band, three-part harmonies, gang vocals] They called it Mountain Dew! Born in the hills where the wild winds blew! With a backwoods grin and a story or two, Everybody knew that Mountain Dew! From the holler floor to the mountain top, When that banjo kicks, you just can't stop! Raise your voice, let the whole world know, That's the legend of the hills where the wild things grow! Hey! Hey! Mountain Dew! A little mountain magic and a tall tale or two! [Instrumental Break — Blazing fiddle solo trading licks with banjo] [Verse 2] There's a weathered old barn by a gravel road, Where the porch swing creaks and the tall tales grow. Uncle Joe swears he remembers the day That the sheriff came around, but the crowd slipped away! Aunt May laughed till she near fell down, Said, “You won't find that secret anywhere in town!” Now the years rolled by, but the story stayed true, And the mountains still whisper 'bout Mountain Dew! [Pre-Chorus] Well, the banjo rang and the fiddle cried, And the whole mountain shook from side to side. When the old folks told that story true, They'd tip their hats and say— [Chorus — Bigger harmonies and crowd shouts] They called it Mountain Dew! Born in the hills where the wild winds blew! With a backwoods grin and a story or two, Everybody knew that Mountain Dew! From the holler floor to the mountain top, When that banjo kicks, you just can't stop! Raise your voice, let the whole world know, That's the legend of the hills where the wild things grow! Hey! Hey! Mountain Dew! A little mountain magic and a tall tale or two! [Bridge — Half-time stomp, deep country vocal] Oh, the old ways fade and the years roll on, But the songs of the hills keep rolling along. It's a tale of the moon and the mountain crew, And the name they gave it—Mountain Dew! [Breakdown — Banjo alone, crowd clapping] Who's got the story? Mountain Dew! What's that old-time glory? Mountain Dew! From the Blue Ridge down to the valleys blue— Everybody: They called it Mountain Dew! [Final Chorus — Full band, explosive bluegrass energy] They called it Mountain Dew! Born in the hills where the wild winds blew! With a backwoods grin and a story or two, Everybody knew that Mountain Dew! From the holler floor to the mountain top, Keep that banjo rolling till the fiddles drop! Let the echoes fly where the wild streams flow, It's an Appalachian legend from long ago! Hey! Hey! Mountain Dew! That's the mountain-born legend they all once knew! [Outro — Fast fiddle and banjo run, three hard band hits] Well, the moon shines bright and the night turns blue— Hey! Hey! Hey! They called it... MOUNTAIN DEW!
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