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Blackthorn – Whiskey In The Jar lyrics
As I was going over the far Gilgarra Mountain
I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was countin'
I first produced me pistols, I then produced me rapier
Saying, "Stand and deliver, for you are a bold deceiver"
Mush a ringum durum dah
Whack fol the daddy-o, Whack fol the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
I counted out his money, it made a pretty penny.
I put it in my pocket and I took it on home to Jenny
She sighed and she swore she never would deceive me
But the Devil take that woman for she never could be easy
Mush a ringum durum dah
Whack fol the daddy-o, Whack fol the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
I went into my chamber all for to take a slumber
I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure it was no wonder
But Jenny took me chargers, she filled them up with water
She sent for Captain Farrell I was ready for the slaughter
Mush a ringum durum dah
Whack fol the daddy-o, Whack fol the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
Now early in the morning before I rose to travel
Up came a band of footmen and likewise Captain Farrell
I couldn't fire me chargers for she'd filled them up with water
She stole away my rapier and a prisoner I was taken
Mush a ringum durum dah
Whack fol the daddy-o, Whack fol the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
If anyone can help me it's my brother in the army
If I can find his station, in Cork or in Kilarney
If he'll go with me we'll go roamin' in Kilkenny
And I know he'll treat me better than me darlin' sportin' Jenny
Mush a ringum durum dah
Whack fol the daddy-o, Whack fol the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
Now some take delight in the carriages a-rollin'
There's others take delight in the hurley and the bowlin'
But me, I take delight in the juice of the barley
And courtin' pretty girls in the mornin' so early
Mush a ringum durum dah
Whack fol the daddy-o, Whack fol the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
Mush a ringum durum dah
Whack fol the daddy-o, Whack fol the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
Mush a ringum durum dah
Whack fol the daddy-o, Whack fol the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was countin'
I first produced me pistols, I then produced me rapier
Saying, "Stand and deliver, for you are a bold deceiver"
Mush a ringum durum dah
Whack fol the daddy-o, Whack fol the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
I counted out his money, it made a pretty penny.
I put it in my pocket and I took it on home to Jenny
She sighed and she swore she never would deceive me
But the Devil take that woman for she never could be easy
Mush a ringum durum dah
Whack fol the daddy-o, Whack fol the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
I went into my chamber all for to take a slumber
I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure it was no wonder
But Jenny took me chargers, she filled them up with water
She sent for Captain Farrell I was ready for the slaughter
Mush a ringum durum dah
Whack fol the daddy-o, Whack fol the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
Now early in the morning before I rose to travel
Up came a band of footmen and likewise Captain Farrell
I couldn't fire me chargers for she'd filled them up with water
She stole away my rapier and a prisoner I was taken
Mush a ringum durum dah
Whack fol the daddy-o, Whack fol the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
If anyone can help me it's my brother in the army
If I can find his station, in Cork or in Kilarney
If he'll go with me we'll go roamin' in Kilkenny
And I know he'll treat me better than me darlin' sportin' Jenny
Mush a ringum durum dah
Whack fol the daddy-o, Whack fol the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
Now some take delight in the carriages a-rollin'
There's others take delight in the hurley and the bowlin'
But me, I take delight in the juice of the barley
And courtin' pretty girls in the mornin' so early
Mush a ringum durum dah
Whack fol the daddy-o, Whack fol the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
Mush a ringum durum dah
Whack fol the daddy-o, Whack fol the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
Mush a ringum durum dah
Whack fol the daddy-o, Whack fol the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
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