WHISKEY IN THE JAR

As I was going over the farm famed Kerry mountains
I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was counting
I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier
Saying stand and deliver for you are a bold deceiver.

Chorus: Musha ring durram do durram dah
Whack fol de daddio
Whack for de daddio
There's whiskey in the jar.

I counted out my money and it made a pretty penny
I put in my pocket and gave it to my Jenny
She sighed and she swore that she never would deceive me
But the devil take the women for they never can be easy. Chorus

I went into my chamber for to take a slumber
I dreamt of golden jewels and sure it was no wonder
For Jenny took my charges and filled them up with water
And sent for Captain Farrel to be ready for slaughter. Chorus

'Twas early in the morning before I rose to travel
The guards were all around me and likewise Captain Farrell
I then produced my pistol for she'd stolen away my rapier
But I couldn't shoot the water so a prisoner I was taken. Chorus

There's some takin' delight in the carriages of a rolling
Others take delight in the hurley and the bowling
But I take delight in the juice of barley
And courting pretty fair maids in the morning bright and early. Chorus

If anyone can aid me it's my brother in the army
I think that he is stationed in Cork or in Killarney
And if he'd come and join me, we'd go rovin' in Kilkenny
I swear he'd treat me fairer than my darling sporting jenny. Chorus

(Recorded by The Dubliners)

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Ezio, Italy