Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Pogues
Performer
The Dubliners
Performer
Ronnie Drew
Lead Vocals
Shane MacGowan
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ronnie Drew
Songwriter
Arr. MacGowan
Songwriter
Finer
Songwriter
Stacy
Songwriter
Chevron
Songwriter
Fearnley
Songwriter
Ranken
Songwriter
Woods
Songwriter
Hunt
Songwriter
McKenna
Songwriter
Sheahan
Songwriter
Cannon
Songwriter
Campbell
Songwriter
Songteksten
Oh let the grasses grow and the waters flow
In a free and easy way
But give me enough of the rare old stuff
That's made near Galway Bay
Come gougers all from Donegal
Sligo and Leitrim too
And we'll give 'em the slip and we'll take a sip
Of the rare old Mountain Dew
There's a neat little still at the foot of the hill
And the smoke curls up to the sky
By a whiff of the smell you can plainly tell
That there's poitín, boys, close by
For it fills the air with a perfume rare
And betwixt both me and you
As home we roll, we'll drink a bowl
Or a bucketful of Mountain Dew
Whereas learned men as use the pen
Have written your praises high
That sweet poitín from Ireland green
That's made from wheat and rye
Go away with your pills, it'll cure all ills
For a Pagan, Christian or Jew
Take off your coat and grease your throat
With a bucketful of Mountain Dew
Let the grasses grow and the waters flow
In a free and easy way
Give me enough of the rare old stuff
That's made near Galway Bay
Come gougers all from Donegal
Sligo and Leitrim too
Well, we'll give 'em the slip and we'll take a sip
Of the rare old Mountain Dew
Writer(s): Traditional, Tommy Scott
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