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Let your quacks and newspapers
Be cutting their capers
'Bout curing the vapours
The scratch and the gout
With their medical potions
Their serums and lotions
Upholding their notions
They're mighty put out
Who can tell the true physic
To all that's pathetic
And pitch to the divil
Cramp, colic and spleen
You'll know it I think
If you take a big drink
With your mouth
To the brink of a jug of poteen
So stick to the cratur'
The best thing in nature
For sinking your sorrows
And raising your joys
Oh what botheration
No dose in the nation
Can give consolation
Like poteen me boys
While a child in my cradle
My nurse with her ladle
Was filling my mouth
With a notion of pap
When a drop from her bottle
Fell into my throttle
I stumbled and capered
Clean out of her lap
On the floor I lay crawlin'
And screamin' and bawlin'
'Til my mother and father
Were called out to the fore
All sobbing and crying
They thought I was dying
But soon found I only
Was crying for more
So stick to the cratur'
The best thing in nature
For sinking your sorrows
And raising your joys
Oh lord how they'd chuckle
If babes in their truckle
They only could suckle
On poteen me boys
Through my youthful aggression
Through times of depression
My childhood's impression
Still clung to my mind
And at school or at college
The basis of knowledge
I never could gulp
'Til with whiskey combined
And as older I'm growin'
Times ever bestowin'
On Erin's potation, a flavour so fine
And how ere they may lecture
On jove and his nectar
Itself is the only true liquid divine
Come guess me this riddle
What beats pipes and fiddle
What's hotter than mustard
And milder than cream
What best wets your whistle
What's clearer than crystal
What's sweeter than honey
And stronger than steam
What'll make the lame walk
What will make the dumb talk
The elixir of life
And philospher's stone
And what helped Mr. Brunnell
To dig the Thames Tunnel
Sure wasn't it poteen from Inisowen
So stick to the cratur'
The best thing in nature
For sinking your sorrows
And raising your joys
Oh lord, it's no wonder
If lightning and thunder
Weren't made from the plunder
Of poteen me boys
