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|  Whiskey in the Jar (trad.) as i was crossing over the cork & kerry mountain i met with captain farrell and his money he was countin' i first produced my pistol then i drew my rapier sayin' 'stand and deliver for i am a bold deceiver' wish a rigum durum dah whack for the daddy-o whack for the daddy-o there's whiskey in the jar he counted out his money and it made a pretty penny i put it in my pocket and i gave it to my jenny she sighed and she swore that she never would deceive me but the devil take the woman for they never can be easy wish a rigum durum dah whack for the daddy-o whack for the daddy-o there's whiskey in the jar i went into my chambers for to take a slumber i dreamt of gold and jewels and to that it is no wonder but jenny took me charges and she filled them up with water and sent for captain farrell to be ready for the slaughter wish a rigum durum dah whack for the daddy-o whack for the daddy-o there's whiskey in the jar twas early in the morning when i rose up to travel the guards were all around me and likewise captain farrel i first produced my pistol for she stole away my rapier but i couldn't shoot the water so a prisoner i was taken wish a rigum durum dah whack for the daddy-o whack for the daddy-o there's whiskey in the jar if anyone can save me it's me brother in the army i think he must be stationed out in cork or in kilarney and if he'd come and join me we'd go riding in kilkenny i swear he'd treat me better than me darlin' sportin' jenny wish a rigum durum dah whack for the daddy-o whack for the daddy-o there's whiskey in the jar. back to Lyrics menu |
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