Whisky In the Jar (Full Length Version)

As I was goin' over the Cork and Kerry mountains

I saw Captain Farrell, and his money, he was countin'

I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier

I said, "Stand or deliver or the Devil, he may take ya"

Musha-ring, dum-a-doo-dum-a-da

Wait for my daddy-o

Wait for my daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar-o

I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny

I took all of his money and I brought it home to Molly

She swore that she'd love me, never would she leave me

For the Devil take that woman, for you know she tricked me easy

Musha-ring, dum-a-doo-dum-a-da

Wait for my daddy-o

Wait for my daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar-o

Bein' drunk and weary, I went to Molly's chamber

Takin' my Molly with me and I never knew the danger

For about six, or maybe seven, in walked Captain Farrell

I jumped up, fired off my pistols and I shot him with both barrels

Musha-ring, dum-a-doo-dum-a-da

Wait for my daddy-o

Wait for my daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar-o

Now some men like the fishin' and some men like the fowlin'

And some men like to hear a cannonball a-roarin'

Me, I like sleepin', especially in my Molly's chamber

But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain, yeah

Musha-ring, dum-a-doo-dum-a-da

Wait for my daddy-o

Wait for my daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar-o

And I got drunk on whiskey, over

And I loved, I loved, I loved, I loved, I loved, I loved my Molly

And she wheeled my wheelbarrow

But I always loved that town, that dirty old town