What if the hero of "Whiskey in the Jar" and the heroine of "William Taylor" got their pistols swapped?

It was early in the morning, as I rose up for travel,
The guards were all around me and likewise captain Farrel.
I first produced my pistol, for she stole away my rapier,
And left the captain dying with a bullet in his liver...


She has called for a brace of pistols,
A brace of pistols was brought all there to her hand;
She fired two duds at William Taylor
And he married the bride at his right hand.