Whiskey In The Jar

As I was goin' over
The Cork and Kerry mountains
I met Captain Farrell
And his money he was countin'

I first produced my pistol
And then produced my wager
I said stand and deliver
Or the devil he may take ya

Oh ring dumb a doo dumb a da
Wept for my daddy-o
Wept for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o

I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny
I took all of his money and I brought it home to Molly
She swore that she'd love me
Never would she leave me
But the devil take that woman
'Cause you know she tricks me easy

Oh ring dumb a doo dumb a da
Wept for my daddy-o
Wept for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o

Being drunk and weary
I went to Molly's chamber
I lay down on the bed
And I never knew the danger

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

Oh ring dumb a doo dumb a da
Wept for my daddy-o
Wept for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o

Now some men like fishin'
And some men like a fowlin'
And some men like to hear
A cannon ball a rollin'

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

Oh ring dumb a doo dumb a da
Wept for my daddy-o
Wept for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o