Whiskey in the Jar (Cover of Thin Lizzy's Version of Irish Traditional Song)
As i was going over The Kork and Kerry mountains I saw Captain Farrell And his money he was counting I first produced my pistol And then produced my rapier I said "Stand and deliver Or the devil he may take you"
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 No Never would she leave me But the devil take that woman For you know she treat me easy
Chorus:
Mush a ring dum a doo dum a da Whack for my daddy'o Whack for my daddy'o, there's Whisky in the jar, o
Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber Taking my Molly with me And i never knew the danger For about six or maybe seven In walked Captain Farrell I jumped up, fired off my pistols And i shot him with both barrels
Chorus
Now some men like the fishing And some men like fowling And some men like to hear The cannonballs are roaring Me - I like sleeping Specially in my Molly's chamber But here i am in prison, Here i am with a ball and chain, yeah