Andrew Heinrich Music  

Whiskey In The Jar



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As I was going over the far-famed Kerry mountains
I met with Captain Farrell and his money he'd been counting.
I first produced my pistol, and then produced my rapier,
Said stand and deliver, for you are the bold deceiver.

musha ring dumma do damma da
whack for the laddy 'ol
whack for the laddy 'ol
there's whiskey in the jar

I counted out me money, and it was 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.


I went into my chamber, all for to take a slumber,
I dreamt of gold and jewels and ya know it was no wonder.
But Jenny took my charges and she filled them up with water,
And sent for Captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter.


I woke up in the morning, all for to take a travel,
The guards were all around me and likewise Captain Farrell.
I first produced my pistol, for she'd stolen 'way my rapier,
But I couldn't shoot the water so a prisoner I was taken.


If anyone can aid me, it's my brother in the army,
If I can find his station down near Cork or in Killarney.
And if he'll come and save me, we'll go roving near Kilkenny,
And I know he'll treat me better than me darling sportling Jenny.


Now some take delight in the gambling and the smoking,
But others take delight in the drinking and the roving.
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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