Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mountain Dew, artist - The Blarney Lads. Date of issue: 01.03.2015
Song language: English
Mountain Dew |
| 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 when we take a sip of the real old mountain dew |
| Hi-di-diddley-i-dum, diddley-dum-di-dum, diddley-dum-di, diddley-i-day |
| Hi-di-diddley-i-dum, diddley-dum-di-dum, diddley-dum-di, diddley-i-day |
| 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 poteen brewing |
| nearby |
| For it fills the air with an odor rare that betwixt both me and you |
| When home you stroll, take a bucket or a bowl of the real old mountain dew |
| Hi-di-diddley-i-dum, diddley-dum-di-dum, diddley-dum-di, diddley-i-day |
| Hi-di-diddley-i-dum, diddley-dum-di-dum, diddley-dum-di, diddley-i-day |
| Now learned men who use a pen have wrote your praises high |
| That sweet poteen from Ireland green, distilled from wheat and rye |
| Throw away your pills, it will cure all ills of pagan, Christian or Jew |
| Take off you coat and grease your throat with the real old mountain dew |
| Hi-di-diddley-i-dum, diddley-dum-di-dum, diddley-dum-di, diddley-i-day |
| Hi-di-diddley-i-dum, diddley-dum-di-dum, diddley-dum-di, diddley-i-day |
| Hi-di-diddley-i-dum, diddley-dum-di-dum, diddley-dum-di, diddley-i-day |
| Hi-di-diddley-i-dum, diddley-dum-di-dum, diddley-dum-di, diddley-i-day |