As I was going over the far famed Kerry Mountains I met with captain Farrell and his money he was counting I first produced my pistol and I then produced my rapier Saying stand and deliver for you are my bould deciever Musha ring dumma do dumma da Whack fol de daddy-o Whack fol de daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar I counted out his money and it made a pretty penny I put it in me pocket and I took it home to Jenny She sighed and she swore that she never would decieve me But the devil take the women for they never can be easy Musha ring dumma do dumma da Whack fol de daddy-o Whack fol de daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar I went up to my chamber all for to take a slumber I dreamt of golden jewels and for sure it was no wonder But Jenny drew me charges and she filled them up with water Then sent for captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter Musha ring dumma do dumma da Whack fol de daddy-o Whack fol de daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar It was early in the morning just before I rose to travel Up comes a band of footmen and likewise captain Farrell I first produced my pistol for she'd stole away my rapier I couldn't shoot the water so a prisoner I was taken Musha ring dumma do dumma da Whack fol de daddy-o Whack fol de daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar Now some men take delight in the drinking and the roving, but others take delight in the gambling and the smoking. But I take delight in the juice of the barley, and courting pretty fair maids in the morning bright and early Musha ring dumma do dumma da Whack fol de daddy-o Whack fol de daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar And if anyone can aid me it's my brother in the army If I can find a station in Cork or in Killarney And if he'll go with me we'll go roaming in Kilkenny And I'm sure he'll treat me better than my only sporting Jenny Musha ring dumma do dumma da Whack fol de daddy-o Whack fol de daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com