Songs > Hills of Connemara

    Chorus:

C                                      F        C
Gather up the pots and the old tin can
      C             Em         F                    G7
The mash, the corn, the barley and the bran
C                                      F        C
Run like the devil from the excise man
               C                         G  C
Keep the smoke from rising Barney

Keep your eyes peeled well today
The tall tall men are on their way
Searching for the mountain tay
In the hills of Connemara

A gallon for the butcher a quart for John
A bottle for dear old father Tom
To help his hymns and prayers along
In the hills of Connemara

Stand your ground it is too late
The excise men are at the gate
Glory be to Paddy they’re drinking it straight
In the hills of Connemara

Swing it to the left and swing it to the right
The excise men will dance all night
Drinking up the tay in broad daylight
In the hills of Connemara