Whiskey In The Jar Songtext / Lyric

s 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 or the devil he may take ya

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 for you know she tricked me easy

CHORUS: Musha ring dum a doo dum 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’ my money with me but I never knew the danger
For about six or maybe seven in walked captain farrell
I jumped up, fired my pistols and I shot him with both barrels

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Now some men like the fishin’ and some men like the fowlin’
And some men like to hear to hear a cannon ball a 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

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