Whiskey In The Jar

As I was going over the far famed Kerry mountains
 I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was counting
 I first produced me pistol and I've then produced me rapier
 saying stand and deliver for you are a bold deciever
 Musha ring dooram doo dooram da,
 whack fol my daddy o
 whack fol my daddy o
 there's whiskey in the jar
 I counted out my money it made a pretty penny
 I put it in my pocket and took it home to Jenny
 she sighed and she swore that she never would deceive me
 but the devil take the woman for they never can be easy
 Musha ring dooram doo dooram da,
 whack fol my daddy o
 whack fol my daddy o
 there's whiskey in the jar
 I went into my chamber for all to take a slumber
 I dreamt of golden jewels for sure it was no wonder
 but Jenny drew me charges and filled them up with water
 then sent for Captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter
 Musha ring dooram doo dooram da,
 whack fol my daddy o
 whack fol my daddy o
 there's whiskey in the jar
 It was early in the morning just before I rose to travel
 up comes a band with footmen adn likewise captain Farrell
 I first produced me pistol for she'd stolen away my rapier
 but I couldn't shoot the water so a prisoner I was taken
 Musha ring dooram doo dooram da,
 whack fol my daddy o
 whack fol my daddy o
 there's whiskey in the jar
 There's some take delight in the carriages a rolling
 and others take delight in the hurling and the bowling
 but I take delight in the juice of the barley
 and courting pretty fair maids in the morning bright and early
 Musha ring dooram doo dooram da,
 whack fol my daddy o
 whack fol my daddy o
 there's whiskey in the jar
 If anyone can aid me it's me brother in army
 if I can can find his station in Cork or in Killaney
 and if he'll go with me we'll go roaming in Kilkenny
 and I'll sure he'll treat me better than my own disporting Jenny
 Musha ring dooram doo dooram da,
 whack fol my daddy o
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 whack fol my daddy o
 there's whiskey in the jar