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