Whiskey 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

And then produced my rapier

I said stand o'er and deliver

Or the devil he may take ya

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

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

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' my money with me

And 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 a 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

Oh, 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

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