| As i was a-walkin' 'round kilgary mountain
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| I met with captain pepper as his money he was countin'
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| Sayin', «stand and deliver, for i am the bold deceiver»
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| Musha rig um du rum da
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| I rattled my pistols and i drew forth my saber
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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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| The shinin' golden coins did look so bright and jolly
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| I took 'em with me home and i gave 'em to my molly
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| She promised and she vowed that she never would deceive me
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| When i was awakened between six and seven
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| But the devil’s in the women and they never can be easy
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| The guards were all around me in numbers odd and even
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| I flew to my pistols, but alas i was mistaken
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| For molly’s drawn my pistols and a prisoner i was taken
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| For robbing colonel pepper on kilgary mountain
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| But they didn’t take my fists so i knocked the sentry down
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| They put me into jail without judge or writin'
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| And bid a fond farewell to the jail in sligo town
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| Now some take delight in fishin' and in bowlin'
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| And others take delight in 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 morning so early |