Whiskey in the Jar Lyrics

Celtic Thunder

As I was going over Cork and Kerry mountains
I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was counting
I first produced my pistols, then produced my rapier
Said, “Stand and deliver for the Devil, he may take you.”

Mushu rain dum a doo, 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 and never would she leave me
but the Devil take that woman for she knows she tricked me easy

Mushu rain dum a doo, 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 pistols and I shot him with both barrels.

Mushu rain dum a doo, 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 cannonball rollin'
Me: I like sleepin', ‘specially in my Molly's chamber
Here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain, yeah

Mushu rain dum a doo, dum a da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o

Mushu rain dum a doo, dum a da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o

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