Whiskey in the Jar

Whiskey in the Jar - Irish All-Stars

As I was goin' over

The Cork and Kerry Mountains

I met with Captain Farrell

And his money he was countin'

I first produced my pistol

And then produced my rapier

Saying stand and deliver for the devil he may take ya

Musha ring dumma do damma da

Whack for the daddy 'ol

Whack for the daddy 'ol

There's whiskey in the jar

I counted out his money and it made a pretty penny

I put it in my pocket and I take it home to Jenny

She swore she never leave me

While never she deceive me

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

Musha ring dumma do damma da

Whack for the daddy 'ol

Whack for the daddy 'ol

There's whiskey in the jar

Musha ring dumma do damma da

Whack for the daddy 'ol

Whack for the daddy 'ol

There's whiskey in the jar

Being drunk and weary

I went to Molly's chamber

Takin' Molly with me

Now I never knew the danger

For about six or seven

In walked Captain Farrell

I jumped up fired my pistols

And I shot him with both barrels

Musha ring dumma do damma da

Whack for the daddy 'ol

Whack for the daddy 'ol

There's whiskey in the jar

Well some men they like fishin'

And some men they like fowlin'

And some men like to hear

The cannonball roarin'

Now me I just like sleepin'

Specially in my Molly's chamber

But here I am in prison

Here I am with a ball and chain yeah

Musha ring dumma do damma da

Whack for the daddy 'ol

Whack for the daddy 'ol

There's whiskey in the jar

Musha ring dumma do damma da

Whack for the daddy 'ol

Whack for the daddy 'ol

There's whiskey in the jar

If anyone can aid me it's my brother in the army

If I can find his station in Cork or in Killarney

And if he'll come join me we'll go roving near Kilkenny

And I swear he'll treat me better than me own sportling Jenny

Musha ring dumma do damma da

Whack for the daddy 'ol

Whack for the daddy 'ol

There's whiskey in the jar

Musha ring dumma do damma da

Whack for the daddy 'ol

Whack for the daddy 'ol

There's whiskey in the jar