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

Where the gra^Csses grow, And the wa^Fters flow, In a f^Cree and easy w^Gay But gi^Cve me enough, Of the r^Fare ol' stuff, That's m^Cade near Ga^Glway B^Cay Come gou^Cghers all, From Do^Cnegal, Sl^Cigo and Leitrim ^Amtoo And we'll g^Cive 'em the slip,And we'll t^Fake a sip, Of the r^Care ol moun^Gtain d^Cew

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

There's a n^Ceat little still At the fo^Cot of the hill Where the sm^Coke curls up to the s^Fky By the wh^Ciff and the smell, You can pla^Finly tell That there's po^Cteen br^Gewin' ne^Carby For it fi^Clls the air, With a per^Cfume rare, And be^Ctwixt both me and y^Fou And it's h^Come we go, With a p^Fint or bowl, Or a bu^Ccket full a mou^Gntain d^Cew

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

Now lear^Cned men, Who u^Cse the pen, Have wr^Citten your praises h^Figh Of the r^Care poteen, From Ire^Fland green, That's m^Cade from wh^Geat and r^Cye So, Aw^Cay with yer pills, It'll c^Cure all ills, Be ya, Pa^Cgan, Christian or J^Few So take o^Cff yer coat, And gr^Fease yer throat, With a buc^Cketfull of mo^Guntain d^Cew

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

Dubliners - Rare old mountain dew