Mountain Dew taby ukulele według The Dubliners

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(Whistling chorus)

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Let grasses grow and waters flow in a free
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and easy way,
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But give me enough for the finer stuff
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that's made near Galway Bay.
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And policeman all from Donegal, Sligo
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and Leitrim too.
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Oh, we'll give them the slip then we'll
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take a sip of the rare old mountain dew.

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At the foot of the hill there's a neat little
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still where the smoke curls up to the sky,
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By the smoke and the smell you can clearly
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tell that there's poitin brewin' nearby.
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For it fills the air with aura rare
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betwixt both me and you.
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As home you troll, you can take a bowl
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or a bucket of the mountain dew

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Now learned men who use the pen
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have wrote your praises high,
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Of the rare poitin from Ireland green
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distilled from wheat and rye.
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Throw away your pills, it'll cure all
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ills of pagan, christian, or jew.
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Take off your coat and grease your
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throat with the rare old mountain dew.

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