Whisky 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
Then produced my rapier
I said Stand and deliver
Or the Devil he may take you

I took all of his money
It was a pretty penny
I took all of his money, yeah
And I brought it home to Molly

She swore she would, she'd love me
No never would she leave me
But the devil take that woman, yeah
For you know she tricked me easy

Musha ring dumb a do dumb a da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's Whiskey In The Jar-o

Being drunk and weary
I went to Molly's chamber
Takin' money with me
But I never knew the danger

For about six or maybe seven
In walked Captain Farrell
I jumped up, fired off my pistols
And I shot him with both barrels

Musha ring dumb a do dumb a da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's Whiskey In The Jar-o

Now some men like the fishin'
And some men like the fowlin'
And some men like to hear
To hear cannon ball a roarin'

Me? I like sleepin'
Especially in my Molly's chamber
But here I am in prison
Here I am with a ball and chain, yeah

Musha ring dumb a do dumb a da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's Whiskey In The Jar-o

No, never would she leave me
But the devil take that woman, yeah
For you know she tricked me easy

Musha ring dumb a do dumb a da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's Whiskey In The Jar-o



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Writer(s): Traditional, Robert Foster
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