Kilgarry Mountain

As I was going over Kilgarry Mountain

I met with Colonel Farrell and his money he was counting

First I drew my pistol, then produced my rapier, saying

"Stand and deliver, for I am a bold deceiver"

Musha ring-a-di-rum-a-da

Whack for my daddy-o

Whack for my daddy-o

There's whisky in the jar

The gold and silver coins, they did make a pretty penny

So I took the money home and I gave it to my Jenny

She bowed and she sighed, she never would deceive me

But the devils in the women, for they never can go easy

Musha ring-a-di-rum-a-da

Whack for my daddy-o

Whack for my daddy-o

There's whisky in the jar

The next morning I arose between the hours of six and seven

The guards were standing o'er me and their numbers aren't even

So I flew to my pistols, but again I was mistaken

She'd filled them up with water and the prisoner I was taking

Musha ring-a-di-rum-a-da

Whack for my daddy-o

Whack for my daddy-o

There's whisky in the jar

They took me to the jailhouse and summoned me in writing

For robbing Colonel Farrell down on Kilgarry Mountain

But they couldn't take my fists so I knocked down the sentry

And bid a fond farewell to the captain and the Gentry

Musha ring-a-di-rum-a-da

Whack for my daddy-o

Whack for my daddy-o

There's whisky in the jar

Now some take delight in the fishin' and the bowlin'

And others take delight in the carrots fine and rollin'

But I take delight in the juice of the barley

And courtin' pretty maidens in the morning bright and early

Musha ring-a-di-rum-a-da

Whack for my daddy-o

Whack for my daddy-o

There's whisky in the jar

Musha ring-a-di-rum-a-da

Whack for my daddy-o

Whack for my daddy-o

There's whisky in the jar