Whiskey in the Jar

As I was goin' over Parkan Currie Mountain

I ran into Captain Farrell and his money he was countin'

First produced me pistol, I then produced me rapier

Said, "Stand and deliver," for he were a bold receiver

With me ring dumma do dumma da

Whack for me daddy-o

Whack for me daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar

Well, he counted out his money, it made a pretty penny

I put it in me pocket and I gave it all to Jenny

And she sighed and she swore she never would betray me

But the devil take women for they never can be easy

With me ring dumma do dumma da

Whack for me daddy-o

Whack for me daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar

If anyone that needs me brother in the army

Fighting in a station in Kilkenny

Then I'll go and join him, we'll go roving in Killkenny

I'd a gaed she'd treat me fairer than me sporting Jenny

With me ring dumma do dumma da

Whack for me daddy-o

Whack for me daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar

Now there's some that take delight in the hurling and the bowling

Others take delight when the carriages are rolling

But I take delight in the juice of the barley

And courting pretty women when the sun is rising early

With me ring dumma do dumma da

Whack for me daddy-o

Whack for me daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar

With me ring dumma do dumma da

Whack for me daddy-o

Whack for me daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar