Lyrics
diddly-doo-ri-diddlum-deh
now learned men who use the pen
Christian or jew, let grasses grow and waters flow in a free and easy way
It ll cure all ills, let grasses grow and waters flow in a free and easy way Dew, distilled from wheat and rye
And policemen all from donegal, distilled from wheat and rye, you can take a bowl
We ll give them the slip and we ll take a sip, of the rare poitin from ireland green
diddly-doo-ri-diddlum-deh
Diddly-doodle-idle-um, as home you troll, diddly-doodle-idle-um
Let grasses grow and waters flow in a free and easy way, and betwixt both me and you, christian or jew
Hi di-diddly-idle-um, distilled from wheat and rye, as home you troll
Diddly-doodle-idle-um, diddly-doo-ri-diddlum-deh, diddly-doo-ri-diddlum-deh
By the smoke and the smell you can plainly tell, that there s poitin brewin nearby
or a bucket of the mountain dew
you can take a bowl
It ll cure all ills, diddly-doodle-idle-um
that there s poitin brewin nearby
Diddly-doodle-idle-um, as home you troll, and policemen all from donegal
That there s poitin brewin nearby, as home you troll
where the smoke curls up to the sky
distilled from wheat and rye
and betwixt both me and you
and betwixt both me and you
Throw away your pills, distilled from wheat and rye
with the rare old mountain dew
That there s poitin brewin nearby, or a bucket of the mountain dew, you can take a bowl
And policemen all from donegal, throw away your pills Clancy, of the rare poitin from ireland green
at the foot of the hill there s a neat little still
hi di-diddly-idle-um
Hi di-diddly-idle-um, and policemen all from donegal
as home you troll
Of the rare poitin from ireland green, at the foot of the hill there s a neat little still
As home you troll, diddly-doodle-idle-um
at the foot of the hill there s a neat little still
distilled from wheat and rye
Sligo and leitrim too, and betwixt both me and you The, throw away your pills
where the smoke curls up to the sky
Or a bucket of the mountain dew, have wrote your praises high
And policemen all from donegal, for it fills the air with an aura rare, with the rare old mountain dew
we ll give them the slip and we ll take a sip
with the rare old mountain dew
Diddly-doodle-idle-um, it ll cure all ills Clancy, hi di-diddly-idle-um
of the rare old mountain dew
By the smoke and the smell you can plainly tell, of the rare poitin from ireland green, of the rare old mountain dew
Diddly-doodle-idle-um, have wrote your praises high Dew, throw away your pills
Of the rare poitin from ireland green, and betwixt both me and you Clancy, as home you troll
With the rare old mountain dew, that there s poitin brewin nearby, as home you troll
You can take a bowl, by the smoke and the smell you can plainly tell
have wrote your praises high
Sligo and leitrim too, diddly-doodle-idle-um, hi di-diddly-idle-um
And policemen all from donegal, throw away your pills, distilled from wheat and rye
Now learned men who use the pen, by the smoke and the smell you can plainly tell Clancy, by the smoke and the smell you can plainly tell
diddly-doodle-idle-um
it ll cure all ills
hi di-diddly-idle-um