Whiskey In The Jar lyrics
As I was going 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 Oh, 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, yeah And I brought it home to Molly She swore that she loved me No, never would she leave me But the devil take that woman, yeah, For you know she tricked me easy Musha rain 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' Molly 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, yeah! Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da, yeah, yeah! Whack for my daddy-o Whack for my daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar-o Yeah, whiskey, yo, ho whiskey... Oh-oh, whoa, whoa, yo! Oh, oh, oh, yeah! Now some men like a fishin' Some men like the fowlin' Some men like to hear To hear the cannonball 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 Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da, hey, yeah! Whack for my daddy-o Whack for my daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar-o, yeah! Whiskey in the jar-o, yeah! Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da, hey! Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da, yeah!
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