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WHISKEY IN THE JAR (Traditional) recorded by: Grateful Dead; The Dubliners; Darby O'Gill; The Poxy Boggards; Blaggards; Celtic Thunder; Roger Whittaker; The Irish Rovers; Seven Nations; Off Kilter; King Creosote; Brobdingnagian Bards; Charlie Zahm; Christy Moore as "Kilgarry Mountain;" Seamus Ennis, Burl Ives; The Brothers Four; The Limeliters, as "Gilgarra Mountain"; Peter, Paul & Mary As I was a-goin' over the Cork & Kerry Mountains I met with Captain Farrell, and his money he was countin'. First I drew my pistols and then I drew my rapier, Sayin' "Stand and deliver, for I am your bold deceiver." Musha ringum duram da, Whack fol the daddy-o, Whack fol the daddy-o, There's whiskey in the jar. He counted out his money and it made a pretty penny; I put it in my pocket to take home to ' Jenny. She sighed and swore she loved me and never would deceive me, But the devil take the women, for they always lie so easy! Musha ringum duram da I went into me chamber all for to take a slumber, To dream of gold and girls, and of course it was no wonder: Me Jenny took me charges and she filled them up with water, Called on Captain Farrell to get ready for the slaughter. Musha ringum duram da Next mornin' early, before I rose for travel, Up came a band of footmen and likewise Captain Farrell. I goes to draw my pistol, for she'd stole away my rapier, But I couldn't shoot for water, so a prisoner I was taken Musha ringum duram da They put me into jail with a judge all a-writin': For robbin' Colonel Farrell on Gilgarra Mountain. But they didn't take me fists and I knocked the jailer down And bid me a farewell to this tight-fisted town. Musha ringum duram da I'd like to find me brother, the one who's in the army; I don't know where he's stationed, be it Cork or in Killarney. Together we'd go roamin' o'er the mountains of Kilkenny, And I swear he'd treat me fairer than my darlin' sportin' Jenny! Musha ringum duram da There's some that takes delight in the carriages and rollin', Some that takes delight in the hurley or the bollin', But I takes delight in the juice of the barley, Courtin' pretty maids in the mornin', o so early! Musha ringum duram da ***** WHISKEY IN THE JAR (arranged by Phil Lynott / Eric Bell / Brian Downey) (1972) Thin Lizzy As I was goin’ over the cork and kerry mountains I saw captain farrell and his money he was countin’ I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier I said stand and deliver or the devil he may take ya Musha ring dum a doo dum a da Whack for my daddy-o Whack for my daddy-o There’s whiskey in the jar-o 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’d love me, never would she leave me But the devil take that woman for you know she tricked me easy Being drunk and weary I went to molly’s chamber Takin’ my money with me and I never knew the danger For about six or maybe seven in walked captain farrell I jumped up, fired off my pistols and I shot him with both barrels 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 (Contributed by Terry - February 2005) *****

    


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