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This Song Is Best Viewed With A Glass Of
John Powers Irish Whiskey
Whiskey in the Jar
Irish traditional
As I was going over the Kilmagenny mountains
I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was countin'.
I first produced me pistol and then produced me rapier
And said, "Stand and deliver, for I am a bold deceiver."
Musha ring dumma do dumma da
Whack fol the daddy ol
Whack fol the daddy ol
There's whiskey in the jar.
I counted out his money, and it made a pretty penny.
I put it in my pocket and I took it home to Jenny.
She said and she swore that she never would deceive me
But the devil take the women, for they never can be easy.
I went into my chamber for to take a slumber.
I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure it was no wonder.
But Jenny took my charges and she filled them up with water
And send for Captain Farrel to be ready for the slaughter.
It was early in the morning before I rose to travel.
The guards were all around me and likewise Captain Farrel.
I first produced me pistol, for she stole away me rapier.
But I couldn't shoot the water so a prisoner I was taken.
If any can aid me, it's my brother in the army,
If I can find his station in Cork or in Killarney.
And if he'll come and save me, we'll go roving near Killkenny
And I swear I'll treat me better than me darling sportling Jenny.
Now some men take delight in the drinking and the roving.
But others take delight in the gambling and the smoking.
But I take delight in the juice of the barley
And courting pretty Jenny in the morning bright and early.
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