| WHISKEY IN THE JAR |
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| As I was going over the Cork and Kerry mountains I met with captain Farrel and his money he was counting I first produced my pistol, then produced my rapier I said stand and deliver or the devil he may take ya musha ring dum a doo dum a da wept for my daddy oh, wept for my daddy oh there's whiskey in the jar oh 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 but the devil take that woman, for she deceived me easy musha ring dum a doo dum a da wept for my daddy oh, wept for my daddy oh there's whiskey in the jar oh Now some men like the fishing, some men like the fowling some men like to hear a cannon ball a rolling but me I like the sleeping, especially in my Molly's chamber but here I am in prison, here I am with ball and chain yeah musha a ring dum a doo dum a da wept for my daddy oh, wept for my daddy oh there's whisky in the jar oh repeat chorus |
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