The Rare Ould Mountain Dew

Ah, let grasses grow and waters flow in a free and easy way But give me enough of the rare old stuff that's made near Galway Bay Come gangers all from Donegal, Sligo and Leitrim too And we'll give 'em the slip and we'll take a sip of the rare old Mountain Dew

Hi the dithery al the dal, dal the dal the dithery al Al the dal, dal dithery al dee Hi the dithery al the dal, dal the dal the dithery al Dal the dal, dal dithery al dee

There's a neat little still at the foot of the hill where the smoke curls up to the sky By a whiff of the smell you can plainly tell hat there's poitin, boys, close by For it fills the air with a perfume rare and betwixt both me and you As home we roll, we can drink a bowl or a bucketful of Mountain Dew

Hi the dithery al the dal, dal the dal the dithery al Al the dal, dal dithery al dee Hi the dithery al the dal, dal the dal the dithery al Dal the dal, dal dithery al dee

Now learned men as use the pen have writ the praises high Of the rare poitin from Ireland green distilled from wheat and rye Away with your pills, it'll cure all ills, be ye Pagan, Christian or Jew Take off your coat and grease your throat with a bucketful of Mountain Dew

Hi the dithery al the dal, dal the dal the dithery al Al the dal, dal dithery al dee Hi the dithery al the dal, dal the dal the dithery al Dal the dal, dal dithery al dee

Let grasses grow and waters flow in a free and easy way Give me enough of the rare old stuff that's made near Galway Bay Come gangers all from Donegal, Sligo and Leitrim too And we'll give 'em the slip and we'll take a sip of the rare old Mountain Dew

Hi the dithery al the dal, dal the dal the dithery al Al the dal, dal dithery al dee Hi the dithery al the dal, dal the dal the dithery al Dal the dal, dal dithery al dee

Hi the dithery al the dal, dal the dal the dithery al Al the dal, dal dithery al dee Hi the dithery al the dal, dal the dal the dithery al Dal the dal, dal dithery al dee