The Real Old Mountain Dew

The Real Old Mountain Dew - The Clancy Brothers

Let grasses and waters flow in a free and easy way

But give me enough of the rare old stuff

That's brewed near Galway Bay

Come policemen all

From Donegal Sligo and Leitrim too

Oh we'll give them the slip

And we'll take a sip

Of the rare old Mountain Dew

At the foot of the hill

There's a neat little still

Where the smoke curls up to the sky

By the smoke and the smell

You can plainly tell

That there's poiting brewin' nearby

For it fills the air with a perfume rare

And betwixt both me and you

As home we troll we can take a bowl

Or a bucket of the Mountain Dew

Now learned men who use the pen

Have sung the praises high

Of the rare poiting from Ireland green

Distilled from wheat and rye

Put away with your pills

It'll cure all ills

Be ye Pagan Christian or Jew

So take off your coat and

Grease your throat

With a bucket of the Mountain Dew

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