***Rare Old Mountain Dew - Traditional
from the "Irish Rover" single

Rare Old Mountain Dew - as perfomed by The Pogues & The Dubliners

(these lyrics are from a more traditional version and will
vary slightly from the version by the Pogues and the Dubliners)

      F (133211@1)              BbWhere (x1333x@1)grasses grow and waters flow
     F (133211@1)           CIn (x32010@1)a free and easy way,
    F (133211@1)                    BbBut (x1333x@1)give me enough of that rare old stuff
       F (133211@1)       C (x32010@1)    FThat's (133211@1)made near Galway Bay.
And policemen all from Donegal,
                  DmSligo (xx0231@1)and Leitrim too,
      F (133211@1)                        BbWe'll (x1333x@1)give them a slip and we'll take a sip
       F (133211@1)       C (x32010@1)      FOf (133211@1)the rare ould Mountain 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