Celtic Thunder – Wiskey In The Jar

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

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Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da

Whack for my daddy-o. Whack for my daddy-o

There’s whiskey in the jar

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

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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

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‘t 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 stole away me rapier

I couldn’t shoot the water, so a prisoner I was taken

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Now there’s some take delight in the carriages a rolling

and others take delight in the hurling and the bowling

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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If anyone can aid me ‘t is my 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’ through Killkenny

And I’m sure he’ll treat me better than my own a-sporting Jenny

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