| As I went a walking on Kilgary Mountain
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| I spied Colonel Pepper and his money he was countin'
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| I rattled out my pistols and I drew forth my saber
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| Cryin' Stand and deliver for I am a bold deceiver
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| Musha rain dum a doo dum a da Whack for my daddy o Whack for my daddy o There’s whiskey in the jar
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| The gold and silver coins they looked so bright and shiny
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| Oh I took them home straightway and I gave 'em to my Molly
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| She vowed and she promised that she never would deceive me But the devil’s in the women oh you never can believe 'em
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| Musha rain dum a doo dum a da Whack for my daddy o Whack for my daddy o There’s whiskey in the jar
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| But when I awoke between six and seven
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| The guards were all around me in numbers odd and even
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| I reached for my pistols but alas I was mistaken
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| My pistols had been fired and a prisoner I was taken
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| Musha rain dum a doo dum a da Whack for my daddy o Whack for my daddy o There’s whiskey in the jar
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| They put me in the jail without judge or writin'
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| For robbing Colonel Pepper oh on Kilgary Mountain
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| But they didn’t take my fists so I knocked the sentry down
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| And bade farewell to the jail in Sligo town
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| Musha rain dum a doo dum a da Whack for my daddy o Whack for my daddy o There’s whiskey in the jar
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| Some people take delight in fishin' and in bowlin'
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| Oh others take delight in the 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 'til the morning so early
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| Musha rain dum a doo dum a da Whack for my daddy o Whack for my daddy o There’s whiskey in the jar
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| Musha rain dum a doo dum a da Whack for my daddy o Whack for my daddy o There’s whiskey in the jar |