Whiskey in the Jar

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As I was a goin’ 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 he were a bold deceiver

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Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da
Whack fol my daddy-o
Whack fol my 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 deceive me
But the devil take the women for they never can be easy

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I went up to my chamber, all for to take a slumber
I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure ‘t 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 slaughte

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‘Twas was early in the morning, just before I rose to travel
Up comes a band of footmen and likewise Captain Farrell
I first produced me pistol for she’d stolen away me rapier
But I couldn’t shoot the water so a prisoner I was taken

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Now there’s some take delight in the carriages a-rollin’
And others take delight in the hurley and the bowling
But I take delight in the juice of the barley
And courting pretty fair maids in the morning bright and early

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