Whiskey In The Jar - The High Kings
As I was goin' over the Cork and Kerry mountains
I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was counting
I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier
I said stand and deliver for you are the bold deciever
Musha ring dum a do dum a da
Whack for my daddy o
Whack for my daddy o
There's whiskey in the jar
I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny
I put it in my pocket
And I brought 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
Musha ring dum a do dum a da
Whack for my daddy o
Whack for my daddy o
There's whiskey in the jar
I went into my chamber all for to take a slumber
I dreamt of golden jewels and for sure it was a wonder
For Jenny drew my charges and she filled them up with water
Then sent for Captian Farrell to be ready for the slaughter
Musha ring dum a do dum a da
Whack for my daddy o
Whack for my daddy o
There's whiskey in the jar
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'Twas early in the mornin' just before I rose to travel
Up came a band of footmen and likewise Captain Farrell
So I first produced my pistol
For she stole away my rapier
But I couldn't shoot the water so a prisoner I was taken
Musha ring dum a do dum a da
Whack for my daddy o
Whack for my daddy o
There's whiskey in the jar
Musha ring dum a do dum a da
Whack for my daddy o
Whack for my daddy o
There's whiskey in the jar
If anyone can aid me it's my brother in the Army
And if I could find his station in Cork or in Killarney
And if he'd go with me we'd go rovin' through Killkenny
And im sure he'd treat me better than my darlin' sportin' Jenny
Musha ring dum a do dum a da
Whack for my daddy o
Whack for my daddy o
There's whiskey in the jar
Musha ring dum a do dum a da
Whack for my daddy o
Whack for my daddy o
There's whiskey in the jar
Musha ring dum a do dum a da ah
Whack for my daddy o
Whack for my daddy o
There's whiskey in the jar