Dubliners, The Rare Old Mountain Dew (1979)
Key: :[A] (w: Traditional)
INTRO: [A] [D] ^
[A] ^
[E] [A]
VERSE 1:
Let
[A] the grasses grow and the
[D] waters flow, in a
[A] free and easy
[E] way
But
[A] give me enough of the
[D] rare old stuff, that's
[A] made near
[E] Galway
[A] Bay
Come
[A] gougers all from
[A] Donegal,
[A] Sligo and Leitrim
[F#m] too
And we'll
[A] give 'em the slip and we'll
[D] take a sip, of the
[A] rare old
[E] Mountain
[A] Dew
CHORUS:
Hi di-
[A]-diddly-idle-um, diddly-
[D]-doodle-idle-um, diddly-
[A]-doo-ri-diddlum-
[E]-deh
Hi di-
[A]-diddly-idle-um, diddly-
[D]-doodle-idle-um, diddly-
[A]-doo-ri-
[E]-diddlum-
[A]-deh
VERSE 2:
At the
[A] foot of the hill there's a
[D] neat little still, where the
[A] smoke curls up to the
[E] sky
By the
[A] smoke and the smell you can
[D] plainly tell, that there's
[A] poitín
[E] brewing near
[A] by
It
[A] fills the air with a
[A] perfume rare, in-
[A]-between both me and
[F#m] you
When
[A] home you go, you can
[D] take a bowl, or a
[A] bucket of
[E] Mountain
[A] Dew
REPEAT CHORUS:
BREAK: [A] [D] [A] [E] /
[A] [D] ^
[A] ^
[E] [A]
VERSE 3:
Now
[A] learned men who
[D] use the pen, have
[A] written your praises
[E] high
That
[A] sweet poitín from
[D] Ireland green, that's
[A] made from
[E] wheat and
[A] rye
Go
[A] away with your pills, it'll
[A] cure all ills, for a
[A] Pagan, Christian or
[F#m] Jew
Take
[A] off your coat and
[D] grease your throat, with a
[A] bucket of the
[E] Mountain
[A] Dew
REPEAT CHORUS:
