Headed down where the Mountain Men liive
With their dirty deeds and their whiskey griiin.
Where a native son is a toothless priinve..
Keeps his play when he speaks his sins.
But I'll be back with an iron beaard and shotgun shells in my bandollier.
Calloused hands and dirty boots,
I've rotten out my last good tooth.
TAKE A SIP THEN SPIT IT OOOOOOUUUT!
I GOT A SPLINTER IN THIS WORKING MAN'S MOUTH
TAKE A SIP THEN SPIT IT OUUT!
IT'S YOUR TURN TO BURN IN THE MOUNTAIN MEN TOWN
TAKE A SIP THEN SPIT IT OUUUT!
IT'S YOUR TURN TO BURN IN THE MOUNTAIN MEN TOWN
UH TAKE A SIP THEN SPIT IT OUUUUUUUT!!
It's your turn to burn in the mountain man's town....
Lyrics brought to you by Doggie 'Huckleberry' Smalls