As I was going over the high Gilgarry Mountain, I met with Captian Farrell, and his money he was countin' I first produced my pistol, and then produced my rapier, Saying, "Stand and deliver, for I am a bold deceiver."
Chorus: Musha ring dum doo dum da, Whack fol my daddy-o, Wahck fol my daddy-o, There's whiskey in the jar.
I counted out his money, and it made a pretty penny, I put it in my 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 always lie so easy.
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I went into my chamber, all for to take a slumber, I dreamt of gold and jewels, but sure, it was no wonder, For Jenny took me charges, and she filled them up with water, And called on Captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter.
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T'was early in the morning, before I rose to travel, The guards were all around me, and likewise Captain Farrell, I then produced my pistol, for she stolen away my rapier, But I couldn't shoot the water, so a prisoner I was taken.
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If anyone can aid me, its my brother in the Army, I think that he is stationed in Cork or in Killarney, And If he'd come and join me, we'd go roving through Kilkenny, And I swear he'd treat me fairer than me darlin' sportin' Jenny.
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Now, there are some that take delight in the carriages a-rollin', And others take delight in the hurlin' and the bowlin', But I take delight in the juice of the barley, And courtin' pretty fair maids in the morning, nice and early.