The Real Old Mountain Dew
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Let grasses grow and waters flow
In a free and easy way
But give me enough of the fine ol' stuff
That's made near Galway Bay
Oh, peelers all from Donegal
Galway and Leitrim too
We'll give them the slip and we'll take a sip
Of the real ol' 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 poitรญn brewin' nearby
For it fills the air with odour rare
And betwixt both me and you
When home you'll roll you can take a bowl
Or a bucket of the mountain dew
Now learned men who use the pen
Have wrote your praises high
This sweet poitรญn from Ireland's green
Distilled from wheat and rye
Throw away your pills, it'll cure all ills
Of Pagan or Christian, Jew
Take off your coat and free your throat
With the real ol' mountain dew