Rare Old Mountain Dew Acordes

[Verse 1]
 
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Oh let the grasses grow and the waters flow In a free and easy way
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But give me enough of the rare old stuff That's made near Galway Bay
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Come gougers all from Donegal Sligo and Leitrim too
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And we'll give 'em the slip and we'll take a sip Of the rare old Mountain Dew
 
 
[Chorus]
 
        C                   F                  C                     G
Skideri-diddle-dum, Skideri-diddle-dum, Skideri-um-A-di, A-diddle-ey-day
        C                   F                  C           G          C
Skideri-diddle-dum, Skideri-diddle-dum, Skideri-um-A-di, A-diddle-dum-day
 
 
[Verse 2]
 
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There's a neat little still at the foot of the hill And the smoke curls up to the sky
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By a whiff of the smell you can plainly tell That there's poitín, boys, close by
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For it fills the air with a perfume rare And betwixt both me and you
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As home we roll, we'll drink a bowl Or a bucketful of Mountain Dew
 
 
[Chorus]
 
        C                   F                  C                     G
Skideri-diddle-dum, Skideri-diddle-dum, Skideri-um-A-di, A-diddle-ey-day
        C                   F                  C           G          C
Skideri-diddle-dum, Skideri-diddle-dum, Skideri-um-A-di, A-diddle-dum-day
 
 
[Verse 3]
 
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Whereas learned men as use the pen Have written your praises high
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That sweet poitín from Ireland green That's made from wheat and rye
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Go away with your pills, it'll cure all ills For a Pagan, Christian or Jew
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Take off your coat and grease your throat With a bucketful of Mountain Dew
 
 
[Chorus]
 
        C                   F                  C                     G
Skideri-diddle-dum, Skideri-diddle-dum, Skideri-um-A-di, A-diddle-ey-day
        C                   F                  C           G          C
Skideri-diddle-dum, Skideri-diddle-dum, Skideri-um-A-di, A-diddle-dum-day
 
[Instrumental]
 
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| C | F | C G | C |
| C | C | C   | F |
| C | F | C G | C |
 
[Verse 1]
 
           C                    F                 C            G
Oh let the grasses grow and the waters flow In a free and easy way
    C                     F                     C         G      C
But give me enough of the rare old stuff That's made near Galway Bay
     C                C       C                 F
Come gougers all from Donegal Sligo and Leitrim too
          C                           F                 C        G        C
And we'll give 'em the slip and we'll take a sip Of the rare old Mountain Dew
 
 
[Chorus]
 
        C                   F                  C                     G
Skideri-diddle-dum, Skideri-diddle-dum, Skideri-um-A-di, A-diddle-ey-day
        C                   F                  C           G          C
Skideri-diddle-dum, Skideri-diddle-dum, Skideri-um-A-di, A-diddle-dum-day
 
        C                   F                  C                     G
Skideri-diddle-dum, Skideri-diddle-dum, Skideri-um-A-di, A-diddle-ey-day
        C                   F                  C           G          C
Skideri-diddle-dum, Skideri-diddle-dum, Skideri-um-A-di, A-diddle-dum-day
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