Текст песни Whiskey In The Jar - Rock Feast

As I was goin′ over the Cork and Kerry mountains
I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was
Countin'
I first produced my pistol and then produced my
Rapier
I said stand and deliver or the devil he may take
Ya
I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny
I took all of his money yeah and I brought it
Home to Molly
She swore that she′d love me, no never would
She leave me
But the devil take that woman yeah for you know
She tricked me easy
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o
Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber
Takin′ my money with me, but I never knew the
Danger
For about six or maybe seven in walked Captain
Farrell
I jumped up, fired off my pistols and I shot him
With both barrels
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There′s whiskey in the jar-o
Now some men like the fishin' and some men
Like the fowlin′
And some men like ta hear, ta hear the cannon
Ball a roarin'
Me I like sleepin′, specially in my Molly's
Chamber
But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and
Chain yeah
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There′s whiskey in the jar-o
Whiskey in the jar-o
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
Hey, musha ring dum a doo dum a da
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da