Whiskey In The Jar

As I was goin' over

The Cork and Kerry mountains

I saw Captain Farrell

And his money he was countin'

I first produced my pistol

And then produced my rapier

I said

"Stand and deliver."

Oh

"Or the Devil

he may take ya."

Yeah

I took all of his money

And it was a pretty penny

I took all of his money

Yeah

and I brought it home to Molly

She swore that she'd love me

No

never would she leave me

But the Devil take that woman

Yeah

for you know she tricked me easy

Mush-a-ring dum a do dum a da

Whack for my daddy-o

Whack for my daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar-o

Bein' drunk and weary

I went to Molly's chamber

Takin' Molly with me

But I never knew the danger

For about six or maybe seven

Yeah

in walked Captain Farrell

I jumped up

fired my pistols

And I shot him with both barrels

yeah

Mush-a-ring dum a do dum a da

yeah

yeah

Whack for my daddy-o

Whack for my daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar-o

Yeah

whiskey

Yo

whiskey

Whoa yeah hey yeah

wow

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh ho-ooh-oh

Yeah

hey yeah

Now

some men like a fishin'

And some men like the foulin'

Some men like to hear

To hear the cannonball roarin'

Me

I like sleepin'

'Specially in my Molly's chamber

But here I am in prison

Here I am with a ball and chain

yeah

Mush-a-ring dum a do dum a da

hey heh

Whack for my daddy-o

Whack for my daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar-o

yeah

Whiskey in the jar-o

yeah

Mush-a-ring dum a do dum a da

Mush-a-ring dum a do dum a da

Hey-ah

Mush-a-ring dum a do dum a da

Mush-a-ring dum a do dum a da

Yeah-eh