About the song
Introducing “Mountain Dew” by The Stanley Brothers, a classic bluegrass tune that embodies the spirit of Appalachian folk music. Composed by Bascom Lamar Lunsford and Scott Wiseman, this lively song has become a staple in the bluegrass repertoire, celebrated for its spirited melody and infectious energy.
The Stanley Brothers, consisting of siblings Carter and Ralph Stanley, are revered as pioneers of bluegrass music. Hailing from Virginia, the duo’s distinctive vocal harmonies and instrumental prowess earned them a devoted following among fans of traditional American music.
“Mountain Dew” was first recorded by The Stanley Brothers in 1947 and later released on their album “Old Time Camp Meeting” in 1959. While specific chart positions for the song may vary, its enduring popularity and influence on the bluegrass genre are undeniable.
With its catchy chorus and toe-tapping rhythm, “Mountain Dew” quickly became a crowd favorite at live performances and festivals, solidifying The Stanley Brothers’ reputation as bluegrass legends. The song’s celebration of moonshine and rural life resonated with audiences, capturing the essence of Appalachian culture.
Through “Mountain Dew,” The Stanley Brothers invite listeners to join them in a rollicking journey through the hills and hollers of Appalachia, where music flows as freely as the moonshine. As a testament to their enduring legacy, this timeless classic continues to inspire and uplift audiences, ensuring that The Stanley Brothers’ contribution to bluegrass music will be cherished for generations to come.
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Lyrics
Down the road here from me there’s an old holler tree
Where you lay down a dollar or two
Go on round the bend come back again
there’s a jug full of that good ole mountain dew
Oh they call it that good ole mountain dew and them that refuse it are few
I’ll hush up my mug if you’ll fill up my jug with that good ole mountain dew
Now Mr. Roosevelt told ’em just how he felt
When he heard that the dry law ‘d gone through
If your liquors too red it’ll swell up your head
You better stick to that good ole mountain dew
The preacher rode by with his head hasted high
Said his wife had been down with the flu
He thought that I o’rt to sell him a quart of my good ole mountain dew
Well my uncle Snort he’s sawed off and short he measures four feet two
But he feels like a giant when you give him a pint of that good old mountain dew