Mountain Dew

Hi di-diddly die-di dum, diddly do-di die-di dum, diddly do-die diddly die-day Hi di-diddly die-di dum, diddly do-di die-di dum, diddly do-die diddly die-day verse 1: Let grasses grow and water flow in a free and easy way, But give me enough of the finer stuff that’S made near Galway Bay Policemen all, from Donegal, Sligo or Leitrim too We’ll give them a slip and we’ll take a sip of the real old mountain dew Hi di-diddly die-di dum, diddly do-di die-di dum, diddly do-die diddly die-day Hi di-diddly die-di dum, diddly do-di die-di dum, diddly do-die diddly die-day verse 2: 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 witching brewing nearby It fills the air with odor rare that betwixt both me and you When home you stroll you can take a bowl or a bucket of the mountain dew Hi di-diddly die-di dum, diddly do-di die-di dum, diddly do-die diddly die-day Hi di-diddly die-di dum, diddly do-di die-di dum, diddly do-die diddly die-day verse 3: Now learn-ed men who use the pen, have sung your praises high, That sweet poteen from Ireland green, distilled from wheat and rye Throw away your pills it’ll cure all ills, a pagan, Christian or Jew Take off your coat and grease your throat with the real old Mountain Dew Hi di-diddly die-di dum, diddly do-di die-di dum, diddly do-die diddly die-day Hi di-diddly die-di dum, diddly do-di die-di dum, diddly do-die diddly die-day (3x)