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Wiskey In The Jar Lyrics

"Wiskey In The Jar" was written by Finer, Jeremy Max / Macgowan, Shane Patrick Lysaght / Chevron, Philip / Fearnley, James Thirkhill / Hunt, Darryl Gatwick / Ranken, Andrew David / Stacey, Peter Spider / Woods, Terry.
"Wiskey In The Jar" was written by Finer, Jeremy Max / Macgowan, Shane Patrick Lysaght / Chevron, Philip / Fearnley, James Thirkhill / Hunt, Darryl Gatwick / Ranken, Andrew David / Stacey, Peter Spider / Woods, Terry.

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As I was going over the far famed Kerry Mountains
I met with captain Farrell and his money he was counting.
I first produced my pistol, I then produced my rapier.
Said "stand and deliver", for he was a bold deceiver,
Chorus:
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, and it made a pretty penny.
I put it in my pocket and I brought it home to Jenny.
She sighed and she swore, that she never would deceive me,
but the devil take the women, for they never can be easy
Chorus
I went up to my chamber, all for to take a slumber,
I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure it was no wonder.
But Jenny took my charges and she filled them up with water,
and sent for captain Farrel to be ready for the slaughter.
Chorus
It was early in the morning, before I rose to travel,
in came a band of footmen and likewise captain Farrel.
I first produced my pistol, for she'd stolen away me rapier,
I couldn't shoot for water so a prisoner I was taken.
Chorus
If anyone can aid me, tis my brother in the army,
if I can find his station in Cork or in Killarney.
And if he'll come with me, we'll go roamin in Kilkenny,
I know he'd treat me better than me own a'sportin Jenny
Chorus
Now some men take delight in the drinking and the roving,
but others take delight in the gambling and the smoking.
But I take delight in the juice of the barley,
and courting pretty Jenny in the morning bright and early
Chorus

Songwriters
FINER, JEREMY MAX / MACGOWAN, SHANE PATRICK LYSAGHT / CHEVRON, PHILIP / FEARNLEY, JAMES THIRKHILL / HUNT, DARRYL GATWICK / RANKEN, ANDREW DAVID / STACEY, PETER SPIDER / WOODS, TERRY

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