Clancy Brothers

The Real old Mountain Dew(Chords)

Clancy Brothers

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	        G                                      C               G                       D 
      Let grasses grow and water flow in a free and easy way 
      G                                        C                       G                 D        G      
     But give me enough of the fine ol' stuff that's made near Galway Bay 
      G                                      Em        G                       D 
     And policemen all from Donagal, Sligo and Leitren too 
     G                                                     C                                         D        G 
      We'll give them the slip then we'll take a sip of the real old mountain dew 

                                                  Chorus: 
        G                                                C                                       G 
       Hi the diddley I dill dum, diddley doodle I dill-dum, diddley doo ri 
                                                              D                                        
                                             diddley di day 
        G                                              C                                            G 
       Hi the diddley I dill dum, diddley doodle dill I dill dum, diddley doo ri 
                                           D             G 
                                           diddley di ray 


     At the foot of the hill there's a neat little still, where the smoke curls up  
                                              the sky 
     By the smoke and the smell you can plainly tell that there's poteen  
                                            brewing nearby 
           It fills the air with odeur rare but betwixt both me and you  
     When home you roll you can take a bowl or a bucket of the mountain 
                                                 dew 

                                                       Chorus   

     Now learn the men who use the pen, have wrote your praises  
                                             High        
     That sweet poteen from Ireland green, distilled from wheat and rye 
         Thow away your pills, it will cure all ills be you Pagan, Christian  
                                             or Jew  
     Take off your coat and grease your throat with the real old Mountain  
                                             Dew 
                                                   
                                      Chorus Two times 

	        

Written by Traditional

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