Mountain Tay

Harp Sing-along Project

Mountain Tay

(Chorus)
Gather all the pots and the old tin cans, the mash and the corn and the barley and the bran.
Running like the devil from the excise men,keep the smoke from rising Barney.

1.  Keep your eyes well peeled today
    The excisemen are on their way,
    Searching for the mountain tay
    In the hills of Connemara.

2.  A gallon for the butcher, a quart for Tom,
    A bottle for poor old Father John,
    To help his hymns and prayers along
    In the hills of Connemara.

(Chorus)
Gather all the pots and the old tin cans, the mash and the corn and the barley and the bran.
Running like the devil from the excise men,keep the smoke from rising Barney.

3.  Mountain breezes as they blow,
    Hear them echo in the glen below.
    See the colleens on the go
    In the hills of Connemara.

(Chorus)
Gather all the pots and the old tin cans, the mash and the corn and the barley and the bran.
Running like the devil from the excise men,keep the smoke from rising Barney.

4.  Stand your ground boys, it's too late,
    The excise men are at the gate.
    Glory be me darlin' for they're drinking it straight
    In the hills of Connemara.

5.  Swing to the left and swing to the right,
    The excise men will dance all night,
    Drinking mountain tay in the pale moonlight
    In the hills of Connemara.

(Chorus)
Gather all the pots and the old tin cans, the mash and the corn and the barley and the bran.
Running like the devil from the excise men,keep the smoke from rising Barney.