Whiskey in the Jar-The Dublin City Ramblers

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Whiskey in the Jar (瓶中的威士忌) - The Dublin City Ramblers
Written by:Trad/Campbell
As I was going over the cork and kerry mountains
I met with captain Farrell and his money he was counting
I first produced my pistol I then produced my rapier
I said stand and deliver before the bold deceiver
Musha ring dumma do damma da
Whack for the daddy 'ol
Whack for the daddy 'ol
There's whiskey in the jar
I counted out his money it made pretty penny
I put it in my pocket
And took it home to Jenny
She saw it and she swore
She never would deceive me
But the Devil will take those women
For they never can be easy
Musha ring dumma do damma da
Whack for the daddy 'ol
Whack for the daddy 'ol
There's whiskey in the jar
I went into my chamber all for to take a slumber
I dreamt of gold and jewels
And sure it was no wonder
Then Jenny do my charges and filled them up with water
And sent for captain Farrel to be ready for the slaughter
Musha ring dumma do damma da
Whack for the daddy 'ol
Whack for the daddy 'ol
There's whiskey in the jar
It was early in the morning before I rose to trouble
All came upon the foot man and withouth captain Farrel
I first produced my pistol for she taken away my rapier
I couldn't shoot the water so a prisoner I was taken
Musha ring dumma do damma da
Whack for the daddy 'ol
Whack for the daddy 'ol
There's whiskey in the jar
If anyone can aid me it's my brother in the army
If I can find his station there in cork or in killarney
If he'll come and join me we go roving near kilkenny
I am sure he'll treat me better than my older sportling Jenny
Musha ring dumma do damma da
Whack for the daddy 'ol
Whack for the daddy 'ol
There's whiskey in the jar
Some take delight in fising or boating
Others take delight in the carriage fields are rolling
But I take delight in the juice of the barley
And courting pretty fair maids in the morning bright and early
Musha ring dumma do damma da
Whack for the daddy 'ol
Whack for the daddy 'ol
There's whiskey in the jar
Musha ring dumma do damma da
Whack for the daddy 'ol
Whack for the daddy 'ol
There's whiskey in the jar