Whiskey In The Jar (瓶中的威士忌) - The Irish Masters

As I was goin' over

The Cork and Kerry Mountains

I met with Captain Farrell

And his money he was countin'

I first produced my pistol

And then produced my rapier

Said Stand and deliver for you are a bold deceiver

Musha ring dumma do damma da

Whack for the daddy 'ol

Whack for the daddy 'ol

There's whiskey in the jar

I counted out his money and it made a pretty penny

I put it in my pocket and I take it home to Jenny

She said and she swore that she never would deceive me

But the devil take the women for they never can be easy

Musha ring dumma do damma da

Whack for the daddy 'ol

Whack for the daddy 'ol

There's whiskey in the jar

If anyone can aid me it's my brother in the army

If I can find his station in Cork or in Killarney

And if he'll go join to me we'll go roving near Kilkenny

And I swear he'll treat me better than me own sportling Jenny

Musha ring dumma do damma da

Whack for the daddy 'ol

Whack for the daddy 'ol

There's whiskey in the jar

Now some men take delight in the fowling and the roving

But others take delight in the carriage wheels a rolling

But I take delight in the juice of the barley

And courting pretty women when the sunnies rise early

Musha ring dumma do damma da

Whack for the daddy 'ol

Whack for the daddy 'ol

There's whiskey in the jar

Musha ring dumma do damma da

Whack for the daddy 'ol

Whack for the daddy 'ol

There's whiskey in the jar