X: 4
T: Mountain Dew
R: reel
M: 4/4
L: 1/8
K: Dmaj
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w:Let the gras-ses grow and~the wa-_ters_ flow in~a free and eas-y way,_ But_ 
w:Come_ Gua-gers all from Do-_ne-_gal, Sli-go and Lei-trim too,_ Oh, we'll 
w:At the foot of the hill there's a neat little still, where~the smoke curls up to~the sky,_ By the 
w:For it fills the air with~a per-_fume_ rare, and~be-twixt both me and you,_ As 
w:Now_ lear-ned men that use_ the_ pen have writ the prai-ses high_ Of the 
w:A-_way with~your pills, it'll cure_ all_ ills be~you pa-gan, Chris-tian or~Jew_ So take 
"G"ed BG "C"A/B/A/G/ ED | "G"GB "D7"A/G/A "G"G2-G :|
w:give me e-nough of the rare old stuff that's brewed near Gal-_way Bay._
w:give them the slip and we'll take a sip, of~the rare old Moun-_tain Dew._
w:smoke and the smell you can plain-ly tell that~there's poi-tin brew-in' near-by._
w:home we troll, we can take a bowl, or a bucket of~the Moun-_tain Dew._
w:sweet_ po-teen from Ire-land_ green dis-tilled from wheat_ and rye._
w:off your coat and grease_ your_ throat with~the rare old moun-_tain dew._
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w:Hi di-diddly-idle-um, diddly-_doodle-idle-um, diddly-_doo-ri-diddl-um-deh
d/d/ |"G"ed BG "C"A/B/A/G/ ED | "G"GB "D7"A/G/A "G"G2-G ||
w:Hi di-diddly-idle-um, diddly-_doodle-idle-um,_ diddly-_doo-ri-diddl-um-deh
W:Let the grasses grow and the waters flow in a free and easy way,
W:But give me enough of the rare old stuff that's brewed near Galway Bay,
W:Come Guagers all from Donegal, Sligo and Leitrim too,
W:Oh, we'll give them the slip and we'll take a sip, of the rare old Mountain Dew
W:
W:Chorus (lilted)
W:Hi di-diddly-idle-um, diddly-doodle-idle-um, diddly-doo-ri-diddlum-deh
W:Hi di-diddly-idle-um, diddly-doodle-idle-um, diddly-doo-ri-diddlum-deh
W:
W:At the foot of the hill there's a neat little still, where the smoke curls up to the sky,
W:By the smoke and the smell you can plainly tell that there's poitin brewin' nearby.
W:For it fills the air with a perfume rare, and betwixt both me and you,
W:As home we troll, we can take a bowl, or a bucket of the Mountain Dew
W:
W:Chorus
W:
W:Now learned men that use the pen have writ the praises high
W:Of the sweet poteen from Ireland green distilled from wheat and rye.
W:Away with your pills, it'll cure all ills - be you pagan, Christian or Jew
W:So take off your coat and grease your throat with the rare old mountain dew.
W:
W:Chorus
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