The Dubliners

Whiskey in the Jar

Score: 3
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Played: 9

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Metallica
Whiskey

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[Verse 1] As I was a goin' over the far famed Kerry mountains I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was counting I first produced my pistol and I then produced my rapier Saying "stand and deliver" for he were a bold deceiver [Chorus] Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da Whack fol my daddy-o Whack fol my daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar [Verse 2] I counted out his money and it made 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 [Chorus] Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da Whack fol my daddy-o Whack fol my daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar [Verse 3] I went up to my chamber, all for to take a slumber I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure 't was no wonder But Jenny drew me charges and she filled them up with water Then sent for captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter [Chorus] Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da Whack fol my daddy-o Whack fol my daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar [Verse 4] 'Twas was early in the morning, just before I rose to travel Up comes a band of footmen and likewise Captain Farrell I first produced me pistol for she'd stolen away me rapier But I couldn't shoot the water so a prisoner I was taken [Chorus] Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da Whack fol the daddy-o Whack for the daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar [Verse 5] Now there's some take delight in the carriages a-rollin' And others take delight in the hurley and the bowling But I take delight in the juice of the barley And courting pretty fair maids in the morning bright and early [Chorus] Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da Whack for the daddy-o Whack for the daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar [Verse 6] If anyone can aid me 'tis me brother in the army If I can find his station in Cork or in Killarney And if he'll go with me, we'll go rovin' in Kilkenny And I'm sure he'll treat me better than me only sporting Jenny [Chorus] Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da Whack fol the daddy-o Whack fol the daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar Mush-a ring dum-an do dum-an da Whack fol the daddy-o Whack fol the daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar