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Whisky In The Jar

Traditional

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As I was going over the fair Kilgary Mountain

I met with captain Farrell his money he was counting

I first produced my pistol then I produced my rapier

Saying stand and deliver for you were a bold deceiver

(chorus each time)

Mushering um do dum da

Whack fol my daddy o (x2)

There's whisky in the jar

I counted up his money and it made a pretty penny

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

She sighed and she swore that she never would deceive me

For the devil take the woman for they never can be easy

I went up to my chamber all for take a slumber

I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure it was no wonder

But Jenny drew my charges and she filled them up with water

Then sent for Captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter

I woke up the next morning early in the morning

Up stepped a band of footman and likewise Captain Farrell

I drew forth my pistol because she'd stolen away my rapier

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

If I can find my brother who is stationed in the army

If I can find his station in Cork or Killarney

And if he'll go with me we'll go rolling through Killkenny

And I'm sure he'll treat me better than my own miss porting Jenny

There is some who take delight in the carriages a rolling

There some who delight in the hurling and the bowling

Well I take delight in the juice of the barley

And courting pretty women in the morning bright and early