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Whiskey In The Jar

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Whiskey In The Jar

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As I was a goin' over the far famed Kerry mountains

I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was counting

I first produced my pistol and I then produced my rapier

Saying: Stand and deliver, for he were a bold deceiver

Musha ring, dum-a-doo dum-a-da

Whack for my daddy-o

Whack for my daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar

I counted out his money and it made a pretty penny

I put it in me pocket and I took it home to Jenny

She sighed and she swore that she never would deceive me

But the devil take the women, for they never can be easy

Musha ring, dum-a-doo dum-a-da

Whack for my daddy-o

Whack for my daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar

I went up to my chamber, all for to take a slumber

I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure't was no wonder

But Jenny drew me charges and she filled them up with water

Then sent for Captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter

Musha ring, dum-a-doo dum-a-da

Whack for my daddy-o

Whack for my daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar

'Twas early in the morning, just before I rose to travel

Up comes a band of footmen and likewise Captain Farrell

I first produced me pistol, for she'd stolen away me rapier

But I couldn't shoot the water, so a prisoner I was taken

Musha ring, dum-a-doo dum-a-da

Whack for my daddy-o

Whack for my daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar

Now, there's some take delight in the carriages a-rollin'

And others take delight in the hurlin' and the bowlin'

But I take delight in the juice of the barley

And courtin' pretty fair maids in the morning bright and early

Musha ring, dum-a-doo dum-a-da

Whack for my daddy-o

Whack for my daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar

If anyone can aid me, 'tis me brother in the army

If I can find his station in Cork or in Killarney

And if he'll go with me, we'll go rovin' in Kilkenny

And I'm sure he'll treat me better than my own a-sportin' Jenny

Musha ring, dum-a-doo dum-a-da

Whack for my daddy-o

Whack for my daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar

Musha ring, dum-a-doo dum-a-da

Whack for my daddy-o

Whack for my daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar

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