Whisky In The Jar Songtext / Lyric

As I was goin' over

The Cook and Kerry mountains

I saw the Captain Farrell

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

No never would she leave me

But 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



Being drunk and weary

I went to Molly's chamber

Taking Molly with me

But I never knew the danger

For about six or maybe seven

Yeah, I watched Captain Farrell

I jumped up, with my pistols

And I shot him with both barrells



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



Yeah, yeah, whiskey!

Yeah, oh



Now some men like the fishing

And some men like the fowling

And some men like the hear

The hear cannon ball a roaring

Me, I like sleeping

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

Whack for my daddy-o

Whack for my daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar-o

Yeah!

Whiskey in the jar-o



Mush a ring, dum-a-do dum-a-da

Mush a ring, dum-a-do dum-a-da

Mush a ring, dum-a-do dum-a-da

Mush a ring, dum-a-do dum-a-da