Mountain Tay Lyrics - Upon A Shamrock Shore: Songs Of Ireland And The Irish - Irish Rovers

Gather up the pots and the old tin can 

The mash, the corn, the barley and the bran 

Run like the devil from the excise man 

Keep the smoke from rising Barney 

Keep your eyes well peeled today 

The big, tall men are on their way 

Searching for the mountain tay 

In the hills of Connemara 

Mountain breezes as they blow 

Hear their echo in the glen below 

The gombeen men are on the go 

In the hills of Connemara 

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A gallon for the butcher, a quart for Tom 

A bottle for poor old Father John 

To help his prayers and hymns along 

In the hills of Connemara 

Stand your ground boys, it's too late 

The excise men are at the gate 

Glory be to God, but they're drinking it straight 

In the hills of Connemara 

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Swing to the left and swing to the right 

The excise men will dance all night 

Drinking up the tay till the broad daylight 

In the hills of Connemara