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Katie Daly - lyrics

Come down the mountain Katie Daly
Come down from the mountain Katie do
Can't you hear us calling Katie Daly
We want to drink your Irish mountain dew

But her old man Katie came from Tipperary
In the pioneering year of 42
Her old man he was shot in Tombstone city
For the making of the Irish mountain dew

Wake up and pay attention Katie Daly
I am the judge that's goin' to sentence you
And all the boys in court have drank your whiskey
And to tell the truth dear Kate I drank some too

So off to jail they took poor Katie Daly
But very soon the gates they opened wide
An angel came for poor old Katie Daly
And took her far across the great divide

Come down the mountain Katie Daly
Come down from the mountain Katie do
Can't you hear us calling Katie Daly
We want to drink your Irish mountain dew

So at the golden gates there stood poor Katie Daly
St Peter said good brewers they are few
So step inside the golden gates good Katie
And start to brew your heavenly mountain dew

Come down the mountain Katie Daly
Come down from the mountain Katie do
She'll never more be comin' down the mountain
And we never more, will drink her mountain dew

She'll never more be comin' down the mountain
And we never more, will drink her mountain dew

Lyrics was added by bosskabel