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Irish Music - Whiskey In The Jar Lyrics

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As I was going over the Cork and Kerry mountains

I met with Captain Farrell

And his money he was counting

I first produced my pistol

I then produced my rapier

Saying "Stand and deliver

For you are a bold deceiver"


With me ring dum a doodle um dah

Whack fol the daddy o

Whack fol the daddy o

There's whiskey in the jar

I counted out his 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 those women

For they never can be easy


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 me charges

And filled them up with water

And she sent for Captain Farrell

To be ready for the slaughter


It was early in the morning before I rose to travel

Up comes a band of footmen

And with them Captain Farrell

I first produced me pistol

For she'd taken away my rapier

But I couldn't shoot the water

So a prisoner I was taken


If anyone can aid me, 'tis my brother in the army

If I could find his station in Cork or in Killarney

And if he'd come and join me

We'd go rovin' in Kilkenny

I'm sure he'd treat me fairer

Than my own sporting Jenny


Some take delight in fishing or in boating

Some take delight in the carriage wheels a rolling

But I take delight in the juice of the barley

And courtin' pretty fair maids in the morning

bright and early

(Chorus x2)

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