There's also that other Irish one
I only know the first verse

At the foot of the hill there's a neat little still
Where the smoke curls up to the sky
By the whiff and the smell you can plainly tell
There's poteen brewing close by
For it fills the air with a fragrance rare
and betwixt both me and you
as home we roll we will drink a bowl
or a bucketfull of mountain dew

Chorus
Hi the dithery al the dal,
dal the dal the dithery al
dal the dal, dal dithery al the day
Hi the dithery al the dal,
dal the dal the dithery al
dal the dal, dal dithery al the day


And don't forget that story Jimmy Buffet tells about the still and the bear.

Bert.