Whiskey In The Jar

Whiskey In The Jar - Macs Irish Players

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 then produced my

Rapier

Saying stand and deliver for you are my bould deciever

Musha ring dumma do dumma da

Whack fol de daddy o

Whack fol de daddy o

There's whiskey in the jar

I counted out his money and 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 never would decieve

Me

But the devil take the women for they never can be easy

Musha ring dumma do dumma da

Whack fol de daddy o

Whack fol de daddy o

There's whiskey in the jar

It was early in the morning just before i rose to

Travel

Up comes a band of footmen and likewise captain farrell

I line juny produced my pistol stole away my

Rapier

I couldn't shoot the water so a prisoner i was taken

Musha ring dumma do dumma da

Whack fol de daddy o

Whack fol de daddy o

There's whiskey in the jar

There's some take delight in the carriages a rolling

And others take delight in the hurling and the bowling

But i take delight in the juice of the barley

And courting pretty fair maids in the mountains saw and

Musha ring dumma do dumma da

Whack fol de daddy o

Whack fol de daddy o

There's whiskey in the jar

Musha ring dumma do dumma da

Whack fol de daddy o

Whack fol de daddy o

There's whiskey in the jar