Lyrics English Folk – Whiskey In The Jar

English Folk – Whiskey In The Jar words

As I was going over
The Cork and Kerry mountains
I saw Captain Farrell
And his money he was counting
I first produced my pistol
And then produced my rapier
I said “Stand and deliver
Or the devil he may take you”

 
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
No Never would she leave me
But the devil take that woman
For you know she treat me easy

 
[Chorus]:
Mush a ring dum a doo dum a da
Whack for my daddy’o
Whack for my daddy’o,
There’s Whiskey in the jar, o

 
Being drunk and weary
I went to Molly`s chamber
Taking 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

 
[Chorus]

 
Now some men like the fishing
And some men like fowling
And some men like to hear
The cannonballs are roaring
Me – I like sleeping
Specially in my Molly’s chamber
But here I am in prison,
Here I am with a ball and chain, yeah

 

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