(Traditional)
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As I was going over the Kilmagenny mountain
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I met with captain Farrell and his money he was counting.
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I first produced my pistol, and the produced my rapier.
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Said stand and deliver, for I am a bold deceiver,
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musha ring dumma do damma da
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whack for the daddy 'ol
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whack for the daddy 'ol
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there's whiskey in the jar
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I counted out his money, and it made a pretty penny.
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I put it in my pocket and I brought it home to Jenny.
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She said and she swore, that she never would deceive me,
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but the devil take the women, for they never can be easy
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I went into my chamber, for to take a slumber,
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I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure it was no wonder.
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But Jenny took my charges and she filled them up with water,
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and sent for captain Farrel to be ready for the slaughter.
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It was early in the morning, before I rose to travel,
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the guards were all around me and likewise captain Farrel.
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I first produced my pistol, for she stole away my rapier,
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but I couldn't shoot the water so a prisoner I was taken.
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If anyone can aid me, it's my brother in the army,
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if I can find his station in Cork or in Killarney.
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And if he'll come save me, we'll go roving near Kilkenny,
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and I swear he'll treat me better than me own sportling Jenny
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Now some men take delight in the drinking and the roving,
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but others take delight in the gambling and the smoking.
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But I take delight in the juice of the barley,
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and courting pretty fair maids in the morning bright and early
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Whiskey In The Jar
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| The Pogues |
