Mountain dew (Чтобы заказать реалтон отправьте код 7412785952 на номер 6365

Chorus
 
dee diddle aye dum,a dee diddle aye dum,
a dee diddle aye diddle aye day,
dee diddle aye dum, a dee diddle aye dum,
dee diddle aye diddle aye day.
 
verse 1
 
Let the grasses grow and the waters flow in a free and easy way,
But give me enough of the fine old stuff, that's brewed down Galway bay.
Come peelers all from Donegal,Sligo and Leitrum too,
We'll gie them the slip and we'll take a sip, of the real old mountain dew.
 
verse 2
 
At the foot of the hill there's a neat little still, where the smoke runs to the sky,
By the smoke and the smell you can tell right well, there's poteen brewing close by,
It fills the air with an odour rare, Betwixt both me and you,
So take off your coat and hae a drop, o' the real old mountain dew.
 
verse 3
 
Now learned men who use the pen have wrote their praises high,
Of the sweet poteen from Ireland's green,that's made from wheat and rye,
Throw away your pills, it cure's all ills, of pagan or christian too.
We'll gie them the slip and we'll take a sip of the real old mountain dew