Paddy Kelly's Brew  (key: D or E)

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Paddy Kelly is me name, makin’ poitin me game

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And I live a way up there behind the hill

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I can make a drop that’s pure, and there’s one thing that’s for sure

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It surpasses any medicine or pill

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And it tastes a sweet as honey as it trickles down your throat

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It’s pure and clear, it’s just like mornin’ dew

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It can make a fella sing though he didn’t have a note

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Won’t you try a drop of Paddy kelly’s brew

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It’ll cure the rheumatism, it’ll cure a wheezy chest

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It’ll rid you of the gout and gallstones too

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Toothache, headache, backache, losin’ hair and all the rest

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Fallen arches corns and bunions and the flu

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Any summer day you’ll spend, catchin’ salmon in the glen

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Or settin’ snares for rabbits ‘hind the hill

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But the nicest time of all is when the evening shadows fall

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To watch those bottles fillin’ at me still

CHORUS - INSTRUMENTAL VERSE

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Now I know you will confess, that the world is in a mess

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And the politicians don’t know what to do

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I can offer them a plan, that will cure the ills of man

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Throw away those guns and hand out Kelly’s brew