Whiskey In The Jar Lyrics

As I was going over, The Kilmagenny mountain
I met with Captain F arrell, And his money he was
counting
I first produced my pistol, and then I drew my sabre
Saying stand and deliver, For I am the bold deciever

With me ring dum a doodle um dah
Whack for the daddy o
Whack for the daddy o
Theres 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 betray
me
But the devil take the women, For they never can be
easy
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I went into my chamber, All for to take a slumber
I dream't of gold and jewels, And for sure it was no wonder
But Jenny drew my charges, And she filled them up with
water
And she sent for Captain Farrell, To be ready for the
slaughter
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And twas early in the morning, Before I rose to travel
Up comes a band of footman, And likewise Captain
Farrell
I then produced my pistol, For she had stole my sabre
But I couldn't shoot the water, So a prisoner I was
taken
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And if anyone can aid me, Its my brother in the army
If I could learn his station, In Cork or Killarney
And if he'd come andjoin me, We'd go roving in Kilkenny
I'll engage he'll treat me fairer, Than my darling
sporting Jenny
Chorus

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