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Whiskey in the Jar

As I was goin' over

The Cork and Kerry Mountains

I saw Captain Farrell

And his money, he was countin'

I first produced my pistol

And then produced my rapier

I said, "Stand and deliver or the devil he may take ya"I took all of his money

And it was a pretty penny

I took all of his money,

Yeah, and I brought it home to Molly

She swore that she loved me,

No, never would she leave me

But the devil take that woman,

Yeah, for you know she tricked me easyMusha rain dum a doo, dum a da

Whack for my daddy, oh

Whack for my daddy, oh

There's whiskey in the jar, ohBeing drunk and weary

I went to Molly's chamber

Takin' Molly with me

But I never knew the danger

For about six or maybe seven,

Yeah, in walked Captain Farrell

I jumped up, fired my pistols

And I shot him with both barrelsYeah, musha rain dum a doo, dum a da, ha, yeah

Whack for my daddy, oh

Whack for my daddy, oh

There's whiskey in the jar, ohYeah, whiskey, yo, whiskey

Oh, oh, yeah

Oh, oh, yeahNow some men like a fishin'

But some men like the fowlin'

Some men like to hear,

To hear the cannonball roarin'

Me, I like sleepin',

'Specially in my Molly's chamber

But here I am in prison,

Here I am with a ball and chain, yeahMusha rain dum a doo, dum a da, heh, heh

Whack for my daddy, oh

Whack for my daddy, oh

There's whiskey in the jar, oh, yeah

Whiskey in the jar, ohMusha rain dum a doo, dum a da

Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da, hey

Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da

Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da, yeah

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