Mountain Dew Songtext
von The Clancy Brothers & Robbie O’Connell

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Let grasses grow and waters flow in a free and easy way
But give me enough of the fine old stuff that′s made near Galway Bay
And policemen all from Donegal, Sligo and Leitrim too
We'll give them the slip and we′ll take a sip of the rare old Mountain Dew

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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 poitin brewin′ nearby
It fills the air with all the rare, the betwixt both me and you
When homiu stroll, you can take a bowl or a bucket of the Mountain Dew

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Now, learn that men who use the pen
Have wrote your praises high
The sweet poitin from Ireland green
Distilled from wheat and rye
Throw away your pills
It′ll cure all ills of Pagan or Christian or Jew
Take off your coat and grease your throat
With the rare old Mountain Dew


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