Whiskey In The Jar (traditional) Lyrics

Whiskey In The Jar (traditional) lyrics

(Has also been recorded by Thin Lizzy)

As I was going over the Cork and
Kerry mountains
I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was counting
I
first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier
I said "stand and
deliver or the devil he may take you"

Yeah

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-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, in walked Captain Farrell
I jumped up, fired
my pistols, and I shot him with both barrels, yeah

Musha rain
dum-a-do-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-ooh,
whiskey

Yo-ooh, yeah-ee-yeah, ooh
Yo-oo-oo-ooh, yeah

Now some
men like the fishing and some men like the fowling
And some men like to
hear, to hear the cannonball a-roaring
Me I like sleeping, especially in my
Molly's chamber
But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain,
yeah

Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da, yeah-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-do-dum-a-da
Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da, hey
Musha rain
dum-a-do-dum-a-da
Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da, yeah