As I was going over the Cork and Kerry mountainsI saw Captain Farrell and his money he was countingI first produced my pistol and then produced my rapierI said «stand and deliver or the devil he may take you»
Yeah
I took all of his money and it was a pretty pennyI took all of his money, yeah, and I brought it home to MollyShe swore that she’d love me, no, never would she leave meBut the devil take that woman, yeah, for you know she tricked me easy
Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-daWhack for my daddy-oWhack for my daddy-oThere’s whiskey in the jar-o
Being drunk and weary I went to Molly’s chamberTaking money with me and I never knew the dangerFor about six or maybe seven, yeah, in walked Captain FarrellI jumped up, fired my pistols, and I shot him with both barrels, yeah
Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da, yeah-yeahWhack for my daddy-oWhack for my daddy-oThere’s whiskey in the jar-o
Yeah, whiskeyYo-ooh, whiskey
Yo-ooh, yeah, oohYo-oo-ooh, yeah
Now some men like the fishing and some men like the fowlingAnd some men like to hear, to hear the cannonball a-roaringMe I like sleeping, especially in my Molly’s chamberBut here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain, yeah
Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da, yeah-yeahWhack for my daddy-oWhack for my daddy-oThere’s whiskey in the jar-o, yeah
Whiskey in the jar-o, yeah
Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-daMusha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da, heyMusha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-daMusha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da