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As I was going over the Cork 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»

Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There’s whiskey in the jar-o

I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny
I took all of his money, yeah, 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, you know she tricked me easy

Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There’s whiskey in the jar-o

Now some men like the fishing and some men like the fowling
And some men like to saw, of the cannonball a-roaring
Now me I like sleeping, especially in my Molly’s chamber
Here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain, yeah

Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da,
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There’s whiskey in the jar-o, yeah


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