| As I was ridin' over the far famed Kerry Mountains
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| I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was countin'
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| I first produced my pistol and then I drew my sabre
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| Said «Stand and deliver for I am a bold deceiver»
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| Musha ringum durm’da
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| Whack fol the daddy-o
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| Whack fol the daddy-o
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| There’s whiskey in the jar
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| I counted out his money and it made a pretty penny
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| I put it in my pocket and I took it home to Jenny
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| She said and she swore that she never would betray me
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| The devil take the women for they never can be easy
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| Musha ringum durm’da
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| Whack fol the daddy-o
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| Whack fol the daddy-o
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| There’s whiskey in the jar
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| I went up to my chamber all for to take a slumber
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| I dreamt of gold and jewels, boys, and sure it was no wonder
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| But Jenny took my charges and she filled them up with water
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| Then sent for Captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter
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| Musha ringum durm’da
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| Whack fol the daddy-o
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| Whack fol the daddy-o
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| There’s whiskey in the jar
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| Next day just as I was leavin', was early in the mornin'
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| The captain and his soldiers came at me without warnin'
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| I then produced my pistol, she stole away my sabre
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| I couldn’t shoot the water so a prisoner I was taken
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| Musha ringum durm’da
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| Whack fol the daddy-o
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| Whack fol the daddy-o
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| There’s whiskey in the jar
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| I’d like to find my brother, he’s the one that’s in the army
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| I don’t know where he’s stationed, is it Cork or in Killarney?
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| Together we’ll go ridin' o’er the mountains of Kilkenny
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| Oh, I know he’ll treat me better than my darlin' sportin' Jenny
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| Musha ringum durm’da
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| Whack fol the daddy-o
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| Whack fol the daddy-o
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| There’s whiskey in the jar
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| Musha ringum durm’da
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| Whack fol the daddy-o
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| Whack fol the daddy-o
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| There’s whiskey in the jar
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| There’s some delight in fishin' and some delight in bowlin'
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| And some take delight in their carriages a-rollin'
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| But I take delight in the juice of the barley
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| And courtin' pretty girls in the mornin' bright and early
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| Musha ringum durm’da
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| Whack fol the daddy-o
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| Whack fol the daddy-o
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| There’s whiskey in the jar
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| Musha ringum durm’da
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| Whack fol the daddy-o
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| Whack fol the daddy-o
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| There’s whiskey in the jar |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Whiskey in the Jar, artist - The Irish Rovers. Album song The Irish Rovers 50 Years - Vol. 2, in the genre Кельтская музыка