Whiskey In The Jar As I was going over the Cork and Kerry mountains I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was countin' I first produced my pistol and then I drew my rapier Saying, 'Stand and deliver, for I am the bold deceiver'
With your ring dum-a-do-dum-a-da Whack for the daddy-o Whack for the daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar
He counted out his money and it made 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
With your ring dum-a-do-dum-a-da Whack for the daddy-o Whack for the daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar
I went into my chamber, all for to take a slumber I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure it was no wonder But Jenny drew my charges and she filled them up with water And called on Captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter
With your ring dum-a-do-dum-a-da Whack for the daddy-o Whack for the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
And 'twas early in the morning before I rose to travel Up came a band of footmen and likewise Captain Farrell I first produced my pistol for she stole away my rapier But I couldn't shoot the water so a prisoner I was taken
With your ring dum-a-do-dum-a-da Whack for the daddy-o Whack for the daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar
If anyone can aid me, it's me brothers in the army If I can find their station in Cork or in Killarney And if they come and join us, we'll go roving in Kilkenny And I guess they'll treat me better than my darling, sportin' Jenny
With your ring dum-a-do-dum-a-da Whack for the daddy-o Whack for the daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar
With your ring dum-a-do-dum-a-da Whack for the daddy-o Whack for the daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar