| As I was goin' over the Cork and Kerry mountains
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| I saw Captain Farrell and his money, he was countin'
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| I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier
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| I said stand or deliver or the devil he may take ya
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| Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
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| Wait for my daddy-o
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| Wait for my daddy-o
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| There’s whiskey in the jar-o
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| I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny
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| I took all of his money and I brought it home to Molly
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| She swore that she’d love me, never would she leave me
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| But the devil take that woman for you know she tricked me easy
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| Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
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| Wait for my daddy-o
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| Wait for my daddy-o
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| There’s whiskey in the jar-o
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| Being drunk and weary, I went to Molly’s chamber
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| Takin' my Molly with me and I never knew the danger
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| For about six or maybe seven in walked Captain Farrell
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| I jumped up, fired off my pistols and I shot him with both barrels
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| Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
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| Wait for my daddy-o
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| Wait for my daddy-o
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| There’s whiskey in the jar-o
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| Now some men like the fishin' and some men like the fowlin'
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| And some men like to hear a cannon ball a roarin'
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| Me I like sleepin' specially in my Molly’s chamber
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| But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain, yeah
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| Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
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| Wait for my daddy-o
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| Wait for my daddy-o
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| There’s whiskey in the jar-o
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| And I’ve got drunk on whiskey over
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| And I loved I loved I loved
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| I loved I loved I loved my Molly
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| And she will
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| Did I always love your town? |
| I loved your town |