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• Artiste: Hazeldine
• Titre: Whiskey In The Jar
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As I was going over the Cork and Kerry Mountains I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was counting I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier I said stand and deliver or the devil he make take you Mush a rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da Whack for my daddy-o Whack for my daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar-o I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny I took all of his money and I brought it home to Molly She swore that she loved me, never would she leave me For the devil take that woman, for you know she tricked me easy Mush a rain dum-a-do-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 Taking my Molly with me and 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 Mush a rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da Whack for my daddy-o Whack for my daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar-o Now some men like a fishing and some men like a fowling And some men like to hear a cannonball a-roarin' But me I like sleeping, especially in my Molly's chamber But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain yeah Mush a rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da Whack for my daddy-o Whack for my daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar-o Like a drunk one with you And I loved, I loved, I loved, I loved, I loved, I loved my Molly-o And the two barrels are burning down, they're burnin' down