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Rare Old Mountain Dew Pogues
Where [F]grasses grow and [Bb]waters flow
In a [F]free and easy [C]way,
But [F]give me enough of that [Bb]rare old stuff
That's [F]made near [C]Galway [F]Bay.
And policemen all from Donegal,
Sligo and Leitrim [Dm]too,
We'll [F]give them a slip and we'll [Bb]take a sip
Of the [F]rare ould [C]Mountain [F]Dew.
(chorus)
Hi the dithery idle loo, ditheri oodle idle loo
dithery oo di dithery i day
Hi the dither idlo loo, ditheri oodle idle loo
Dithery oo di dithery i day
At the top of the hill there's a neat little still,
Where the smoke curls up in the sky;
By the smoke and the smell you can plainly tell
That there's poteen brewing nearby;
It fills the air with an odor rare
And betwixt both me and you,
When home we roll we'll take a bowl
Or a bucket of the Mountain Dew.
(chorus)
Now learned men who use the pen
They sing your praises high
That sweet poteen from Ireland green
Distilled from wheat and rye;
Throw away your pills, it will cure all ills
Pagan or Christian or Jew
Take off your coat and grease your throat
With the rare ould Mountain Dew
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