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Wylde Nept: Music & Lyrics

Mountain Dew

(Wylde Nept)
2005
Traditional
Ahhh…whiskey. Water of Life. Liquid Courage...Me Ain True Love...Poison!…Slainte’!
Let grasses grow and waters flow in a free and easy way
But give 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 little sip
To the real ol’ mountain dew!
 
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Hi deedle ida dum di deedle ida dum di doo di diddly-i day
 
At the foot of the hill there’s a neat little still, where the smoke curls up to the sky
From the smoke and smell, you can plainly tell there’s good gin brewin’ near-by
It fills the air with odor rare, and betwixt both me and you,
When home you stroll you can take a bowl, or a bucket o’ the mountain dew!
 
Hi deedle ida dum di deedle ida dum di doo di diddly-i ay
Hi deedle ida dum di deedle ida dum di doo di diddly-i day
 
Now learned men who use the pen do hold your praises high
That sweet poteen from Ireland green distilled from wheat and rye
Throw away your pills it’ll cure all ills, be you Pagan, Christian, or Jew
Take off your coat and grease your throat with the real ol’ mountain dew!
 
Hi deedle ida dum di deedle ida dum di doo di diddly-i ay
Hi deedle ida dum di deedle ida dum di doo di diddly-i day