Whiskey In The Jar

Whiskey In The Jar - Celtic Thunder

As I was a goin' over Cork and Kerry mountains

I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was counting

I first produced my pistol then produced my rapier

I said "Stand and deliver" or the devil he may take you

Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da

Whack for my daddy-o Whack 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 loved me never would she leave me

But the devil take that women for she knows she treat me easy

Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da

Whack for my daddy-o Whack for my daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar-o

Round about six or maybe seven in walked Captain Farrell

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

Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da

Whack for my daddy-o Whack for my daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar-o

Some men like the fishin Some men like the fowlin

Some men like to hear the cannon ball a-rollin

Me I like sleepin';

'Specially in my Molly's chamber

But here I am in prison --

Here I am on the ball and chain yeah

Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da

Whack for my daddy-o Whack for my daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar-o

Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da

Whack for my daddy-o Whack for my daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar-o