As I was going over - The Cork and Kerry Mountains
I saw Captain Farrell - And his money he was counting
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 easy
Musha rain dum-a-do dum-a-da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
Being drunk and weary - I went to Molly`s chamber
Taking 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 barrels
Musha rain dum-a-do dum-a-da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There`s whiskey in the jar-o
Yeah yeah, whiskey
Oh oh, whiskey
Now some men like the fishing - And some men like the fowling
And some men like to hear - To hear the cannonball a-roaring
Me, I like sleeping - Especially in my Molly`s chamber
But here I am in prison - Here I am with a ball and chain, yeah
Musha rain dum-a-do dum-a-da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There`s whiskey in the jar-o, yeah
Musha rain dum-a-do dum-a-da
Musha rain dum-a-do dum-a-da
Musha rain dum-a-do dum-a-da
Musha rain dum-a-do dum-a-da
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Yeah yeah, whiskey
Oh oh, whiskey
Whiskey in the
jar-o