Whiskey In The Jar
As I was going over the far famed Kerry mountains
I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was counting
I first produced my pistol and I've then produced my rapier
to stand and deliver for we werring o the deciever
Musha ring dooram doo dooram da,
whack fol the daddy o
whack fol the daddy o
there's whiskey in the jar
I counted out his money 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 would never deceive me
but the devil take the woman for they never can be easy
Musha ring dooram doo dooram da,
whack fol the daddy o
whack fol the daddy o
there's whiskey in the jar
Musha ring dooram doo dooram da,
whack fol the daddy o
whack fol the daddy o
there's whiskey in the jar
I went into my chamber all for the slumber
I dreamt of golden jewels and for sure it was no wonder
but Jenny drew me charges and filled them up with water
then sent for Captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter
Musha ring dooram doo dooram da,
whack fol the daddy o
whack fol the daddy o
there's whiskey in the jar
Musha ring dooram doo dooram da,
whack fol the daddy o
whack fol the daddy o
there's whiskey in the jar
Musha ring dooram doo dooram da,
whack fol the daddy o
whack fol the daddy o
there's whiskey in the jar
I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was counting
I first produced my pistol and I've then produced my rapier
to stand and deliver for we werring o the deciever
Musha ring dooram doo dooram da,
whack fol the daddy o
whack fol the daddy o
there's whiskey in the jar
I counted out his money 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 would never deceive me
but the devil take the woman for they never can be easy
Musha ring dooram doo dooram da,
whack fol the daddy o
whack fol the daddy o
there's whiskey in the jar
Musha ring dooram doo dooram da,
whack fol the daddy o
whack fol the daddy o
there's whiskey in the jar
I went into my chamber all for the slumber
I dreamt of golden jewels and for sure it was no wonder
but Jenny drew me charges and filled them up with water
then sent for Captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter
Musha ring dooram doo dooram da,
whack fol the daddy o
whack fol the daddy o
there's whiskey in the jar
Musha ring dooram doo dooram da,
whack fol the daddy o
whack fol the daddy o
there's whiskey in the jar
Musha ring dooram doo dooram da,
whack fol the daddy o
whack fol the daddy o
there's whiskey in the jar
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Writer(s): Traditional, Robert Foster
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