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 my pistol and I've then produced my rapier to stand and deliver for we werring o the deciever Musha ring dooram doo dooram da, 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 me pocket and I took it home to Jenny she sighed and she swore that she would never deceive me but the devil take the woman for they never can be easy Musha ring dooram doo dooram da, whack fol the daddy o whack fol the daddy o there's whiskey in the jar Musha ring dooram doo dooram da, whack fol the daddy o whack fol the daddy o there's whiskey in the jar I went into my chamber all for the slumber I dreamt of golden jewels and 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 the daddy o whack fol the daddy o there's whiskey in the jar Musha ring dooram doo dooram da, whack fol the daddy o whack fol the daddy o there's whiskey in the jar Musha ring dooram doo dooram da, whack fol the daddy o whack fol the daddy o there's whiskey in the jar