As I was goin' over the Cork and Kerry mountains I met Captain Farrell and his money he was countin' I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier I said stand and deliver for I am a bold deceiver
Chorus: Oh ring dum a doo dum a da Whack for the laddie-o Whack for the laddie-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 brought 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
Chorus
If anyone can aid me it's my brother in the army If I could learn his station in Cork or in Killarney And if he'd come and join me we'd go rovin' in Kilkenny I'll engage he'd treat me fairer than my darlin' sportin' Jenny
Chorus
Now some men take delight in the drinking and the roving But others take delight in the gambling and the smoking But I take delight in the juice of the barley And courting pretty woman then the sun is rising early