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
I said stand and deliver or the devil he may take ya
Musha ring dum a doo, dum a da
Whack for my daddy yo
Whack for my daddy yo
There's whiskey in the jar
I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny
I took all of his money and I brought it home to Molly
She swore that she'd love me never would she leave me
But the devil take that woman yeah for you know she treat me easy
Musha ring dum a doo, dum a da
Whack for my daddy yo
Whack for my daddy yo
There's whiskey in the jar
Being drunk and being weary
I went to Molly's chambers
Takin' money with me and I never knew the dangers
About six, maybe seven in can Captain Farrell
I jumped up with my pistol and I shot him with both barrels
Musha ring dum a doo, dum a da
Whack for my daddy yo
Whack for my daddy yo
There's whiskey in the jar
Here we go
Well some men like the fishin'
And some men like the fowlin'
Some men like to hear the cannon balls a-roarin'
Well me I like sleepin' in Molly's chamber
And takin' money with me and I never knew the danger
Musha ring dum a doo, dum a da
Whack for my daddy yo
Whack for my daddy yo
There's whiskey in the jar
Musha ring dum a doo, dum a da
Whack for my daddy yo
Whack for my daddy yo
There's whiskey in the jar
Hey
Musha ring dum a doo, dum a da
Whack for my daddy yo
Whack for my daddy yo
There's whiskey in the jar
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