Whiskey In The Jar Songtext
von Bill Craig

As I was goin′ over the dark Kilgary mountains.
I meet with Captain Farrell and his money he was countin'.
I first produced me pistol and then produced me rapier.
Sayin′ stand and deliver for you are a bold deciever.

Musha ring dumb a do dumb a da.
Whack fall my daddy-o,
Whack fall my daddy-o.
There's whiskey in the jar.

I counted out his money and it made a pretty penny.
I stuck it in mae pocket and i brought home to Ginny .
She sighed and she swore that never would she leave me.
But the devil take that woman for you know she tricked me easy.

Musha ring dumb a do dumb a da.
Whack fall my daddy-o,
Whack fall my daddy-o.
There's whiskey in the jar.


Now being drunk and weary I went to take me slumber.
I dreamt of golden jewels and sure it was no wonder .
Ginny drew me charges
I jumped up, fired off my pistols and I shot him with both barrels.

Musha ring dumb a do dumb a da.
Whack for my daddy-o,
Whack for my daddy-o.
There′s whiskey in the jar-o.

Now some men like the fishin′ and some men like the fowlin',
And some men like ta hear a cannon ball a roarin′.
Me? I like sleepin' specially in my Molly′s chamber.
But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain, yeah.

Musha ring dumb a do dumb a da.
Whack for my daddy-o,
Whack for my daddy-o.
There's whiskey in the jar-o.

And I got drunk on whiskey-o
And I love, I love, I love, I love, I love, I love my Molly-o