Karaoké (Come Down The Mountain) Katie Daly Mike Denver

Oh come down the mountain
Katie Daly
Come down from the mountain
Katie do
Oh 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 forty-two
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 gonna sentence you
And all the boys in court have drank your whiskey
And to tell the truth dear Katie 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
So come down the mountain
Katie Daly
Come down from the mountain
Katie do
Oh can't you hear us calling Katie Daly
We want to drink your Irish mountain dew
Well at the golden gates there stood poor Katie Daly
Saint Peter said good brewers they are few
So step inside the golden gates good Katie
And start to brew your heavenly mountain dew
Oh come down the mountain
Katie Daly
Come down from the mountain
Katie do
Oh can't you hear us calling Katie Daly
We want to drink your Irish mountain dew
Oh 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