The Music Of Ireland
      Whiskey In The Jar

       

      As I was a-walkin' 'round Kilgary Mountain
      I met with Captain Pepper as his money he was countin'
      I rattled my pistols and I drew forth my saber
      Sayin', "Stand and deliver, for I am the bold deceiver."

      Chorus:
      Musha rig um du rum da
      Whack fol the daddy o
      Whack fol the daddy o
      There's whiskey in the jar.

      The shinin' golden coins did look so bright and jolly
      I took 'em with me home and I gave 'em to my Molly
      She promised and she vowed that she never would deceive me
      But the devil's in the women and they never can be easy.

      When I was awakened between six and seven
      The guards were all around me in numbers odd and even
      I flew to my pistols, but alas I was mistaken
      For Molly's drawn my pistols and a prisoner I was taken.

      They put me into jail without judge or writin'
      For robbing Colonel Pepper on Kilgary Mountain
      But they didn't take my fists so I knocked the sentry down
      And bid a fond farewell to the jail in Sligo town.

      Now some take delight in fishin' and in bowlin'
      And others take delight in carriages a-rollin'
      But I take delight in the juice of the barley
      And courtin' pretty girls in the morning so early.

       

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