Whiskey In The Jar

As I was going over the
Cork and Kerry mountains
I met with
Captain Farrell and his money he was countin'
I first produced my pistol and then
I drew my rapier
Saying, "Stand and deliver, for I am the bold deceiver"
With your ring dum-a-do-dum-a-da
Whack for the daddy-o
Whack for the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
He counted out his money and it made a pretty penny
I put it in my pocket and
I brought it home to
JennyShe sighed and she swore that she never would deceive me
But the devil take the women, for they never can be easy
With your ring dum-a-do-dum-a-da
Whack for the daddy-o
Whack for the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
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 my charges and she filled them up with water
And called on
Captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter
With your ring dum-a-do-dum-a-da
Whack for the daddy-o
Whack for the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
And 'twas early in the morning before
I rose to travel
Up came a band of footmen and likewise
Captain Farrell
I first produced my pistol for she stole away my rapier
But I couldn't shoot the water so a prisoner
I was taken
With your ring dum-a-do-dum-a-da
Whack for the daddy-o
Whack for the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
If anyone can aid me, it's me brothers in the army
If I can find their station in
Cork or in
KillarneyAnd if they come and join us, we'll go roving in
KilkennyAnd
I guess they'll treat me better than my darling, sportin'
JennyWith your ring dum-a-do-dum-a-da
Whack for the daddy-o
Whack for the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
With your ring dum-a-do-dum-a-da
Whack for the daddy-o
Whack for the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar