This is from the live version Nice and easy chords grand fun to play and gets anyone listening to you wondering what the feck a skideri-diddle-dum is as they sing along. As always any mistakes are mine - flatwound - THE RARE OLD MOUNTAIN DEW [Verse 1] Where the grasses grow And the waters flow In a free and easy way But give me enough Of the rare ol’ stuff That’s made near Galway Bay Come goughers all From Donegal Sligo and Leitrim too And we’ll give ’em the slipAnd we’ll take a sip Of the rare ol mountain dew [Chorus] Skideri-diddle-dum Skideri-diddle-dum Skideri-um-A-di A-diddle-ey-day Skideri-diddle-dum Skideri-diddle-dum Skideri-um-A-di A-diddle-dum-day [Verse 2] There’s a neat little still At the foot of the hill Where the smoke curls up to the sky By the whiff and the smell You can plainly tell That there’s poteen brewin’ nearby For it fills the air With a perfume rare And betwixt both me and you And it’s home we go With pint or bowl Or bucket full mountain dew [Chorus] Skideri-diddle-dum Skideri-diddle-dum Skideri-um-A-di A-diddle-ey-day Skideri-diddle-dum Skideri-diddle-dum Skideri-um-A-di A-diddle-dum-day [Verse 3] Now learned men Who use the pen Have written your praises high Of the rare poteen From Ireland green That’s made from wheat and rye So Away with yer pills It’ll cure all ills Be ya Pagan Christian or Jew So take off yer coat And grease yer throat With a bucketfull of mountain dew [Chorus] Skideri-diddle-dum Skideri-diddle-dum Skideri-um-A-di A-diddle-ey-day Skideri-diddle-dum Skideri-diddle-dum Skideri-um-A-di A-diddle-dum-day Skideri-diddle-dum Skideri-diddle-dum Skideri-um-A-di A-diddle-ey-day Skideri-diddle-dum Skideri-diddle-dum Skideri-um-A-di A-diddle-dum-day