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Irish Song with lyrics and choirds
The Real Old Mountain Dew
D G
Ah didlee ay dum
ah diddlee ay dum
D A7
Ah doo ray diddlee ai ay
D G
Ah didlee ay dum
ah diddlee ay dum
D A7 D
Ah doo ray diddlee ai ay
D G
Let grasses grow and waters flow
D A7
In a free and easy way
D G
Just give me enough of that fine old stuff
D A7 D
That's made near Galway Bay
D
The police men from old Donegal
Bm7 A7
Sligo and Lietrin too
D G
We'll give them the slip and we'll take a sip
D A7 D
Of that real old Mountain Dew CHORUS
D G
At the foot of the hill there's a neat little still
D A7
Where the smoke curls up to the sky
D G
By the smoke and the smell you can plainly tell
D A7 D
There's poitin brewin near by
D
It fills the air with a perfume rare
Bm7 A7
But betwixt both me and you
D G
When home we go you can take a bowl
D A7 D
Or a bucket of the Mountain Dew CHORUS
D G
Now learned men who use a pen
D A7
Have wrote your praises high
D G
That sweet poitin from Ireland green
D A7 D
is stilled from wheat and rye
D
Put away your pills, it'll cure all ills
Bm7 A7
Be ye Christian, pagan or Jew
D G
Take off your coat and grease your throat
D A7 D
With a bucket of the Mountain Dew CHORUS
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