Pulp - Whiskey In The Jar

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As I was goin' over the Cork and Kerry mountains / I met Captain Farrell and his money hewas countin' / I first produced my pistol and then produced my wager / I said stand anddeliver or the devil he may take ya / Oh ring dum a doo dum a da / Wept for my daddy-o /Wept for my daddy-o / There's whiskey in the jar-o / I took all of his money and it was apretty penny / I took all of his money and I brought it home to Molly / She swore thatshe'd love me, never would she leave me / But the devil take that woman 'cos you know shetreats me easy / Oh ring dum a doo dum a da / Wept for my daddy-o / Wept for my daddy-o /There's whiskey in the jar-o / Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber / I laydown on the bed and I never knew the danger / For about six or maybe seven in walkedCaptain Farrell / I jumped up, grabbed hold of my pistols and I shot him with both barrels/ Oh ring dum a doo dum a da / Wept for my daddy-o / Wept for my daddy-o / There's whiskeyin the jar-o / Now some men like fishin' and some men like a fowlin' / And some men liketa hear a cannon ball a rollin' / Me I like sleepin' specially in my Molly's chamber / Buthere I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain yeah / Oh ring dum a doo dum a da /Wept for my daddy-o / Wept for my daddy-o / There's whiskey in the jar-o / Ahlalalala,lalala..... my daddy-o / There's whiskey in the jar-o / Ahlalalala, lalala.....