Real Ould Mountain Dew Songtext

Real Ould Mountain DewLet grasses grow and the waters flow,in a free and easy wayBut give me enough of the rare ould stuff,that´s made near Talgrey BayYe peelers all from Donegal, Sligo and Leitrim, tooOh, we´ll give the slip and we´ll take a sip,of the rare old Mountain DewThere´s a neat little stillat the foot of the hill,where the smoke curls up to the skyBy a whiff of the smellyou can plainly tell thatthere´s poitin, boys, close byFor it fills the air with odor rare,and betwixt both me and youWhen home you roll, you can drink a bowl,or a bucket of the Mountain DewNow learned men who used the pen,who wrote the praises highOf the rare poitin from Ireland green,distilled from wheat and ryeAway with yer pills, it´ll cure all ills,be ye Pagan, Christian, JewSo take off your coat and free your throat,with the real ould MountainD ewHi the dithery al the dal, dal the dal the dithery al,al the dal, dal dithery al deeHi the dithery al the dal, dal the dal the dithery al,dal the dal, dal dithery al dee