Whiskey In The Jar

As I was going over the

Cork and Kerry mountains

I met with

Captain Farrell and his money he was countin'

I first produced my pistol and then

I drew my rapier

Saying, "Stand and deliver, for I am the bold deceiver"

With your ring dum-a-do-dum-a-da

Whack for the daddy-o

Whack for the daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar

He counted out his money and it made a pretty penny

I put it in my pocket and

I brought it home to

JennyShe sighed and she swore that she never would deceive me

But the devil take the women, for they never can be easy

With your ring dum-a-do-dum-a-da

Whack for the daddy-o

Whack for the daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar

I went into my chamber, all for to take a slumber

I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure it was no wonder

But Jenny drew my charges and she filled them up with water

And called on

Captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter

With your ring dum-a-do-dum-a-da

Whack for the daddy-o

Whack for the daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar

And 'twas early in the morning before

I rose to travel

Up came a band of footmen and likewise

Captain Farrell

I first produced my pistol for she stole away my rapier

But I couldn't shoot the water so a prisoner

I was taken

With your ring dum-a-do-dum-a-da

Whack for the daddy-o

Whack for the daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar

If anyone can aid me, it's me brothers in the army

If I can find their station in

Cork or in

KillarneyAnd if they come and join us, we'll go roving in

KilkennyAnd

I guess they'll treat me better than my darling, sportin'

JennyWith your ring dum-a-do-dum-a-da

Whack for the daddy-o

Whack for the daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar

With your ring dum-a-do-dum-a-da

Whack for the daddy-o

Whack for the daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar