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The Real Ould Mountain Dew

from Der Tod war da by Heiter bis Folkig

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Let grasses grow and the waters flow, in a free and easy way
But give me enough of the rare ould stuff, that's made near Galway Bay
Ye peelers all from Donegal, Sligo and Leitrim, too
We'll give the slip and we'll take a sip, of the real old Mountain Dew

There's a neat little still at the foot of the hill, where the smoke curls up to the sky
By the smoke and the smell you can plainly tell that there's poiteen, boys, close by
For it fills the air with an odour rare, and betwixt both me and you
When home you roll, you can drink a bowl, or a bucket of the Mountain Dew

Now learned men who used the pen, who wrote the praises high
Of the sweet poiteen from Ireland green, distilled from wheat and rye
Away with yer pills, it'll cure all ills, be ye Pagan, Christian or Jew
So take off your coat and free your throat, with the real ould Mountain Dew

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from Der Tod war da, released October 23, 2009
Text: Traditional
Musik: Traditional


Gesang: Sebastian Bariwinek, Christian Reiter
Laute: Sebastian Barwinek
Tin Whistle: Christian Reiter
Violine: Daniel von Verschuer
Davul: Christian Reiter
Schellen: Christian Reiter

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