Whiskey In The Jar

From The Clancy Brothers

As I was going over the Cork and Kerry mountain
I met with Colonel Packenham and his money he was counting
I first produced my pistol then produced my rapier
Saying stand and deliver for I am a bold deceiver

Musha ring dum a doo dum da
Whack fol de daddy o
Whack fol de daddy o
There’s whiskey in the jar

He counted out his money and it made a pretty penny
I put it in my pocket and I brought it home to Jenny
She sighed and she swore she never would deceive me
But the devil take that woman for she never could lie easy

I went up to my chamber all for to take a slumber
I dreamt of gold and silver and sure it was no wonder
But Jenny drew me pistols and filled them up with water
And sent for Captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter

Early the next morning before I rose to travel
On came the special horsemen and likewise Captain Farrell
I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier
But I couldn’t shoot the water so a prisoner I was taken

If ever you go hunting in the morning bright and early
Through the hills of Dublin or the mountains of Tipperary
Keep one hand on your pistol and the other on your money
And keep your eyes well peeled for that darling sporting Jenny