As I was a goin' over the far famed Kerry mountains
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I met with captain Farrell and his money he was counting
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I first produced me pistol and I then produced me rapier
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Saying "Stand and deliver" for you area bold deceiver
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Chorus:
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Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da
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Wack fall the daddy-o, wack fall the daddy-o
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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 me pocket and I took it home to Jenny
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She sighed 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 up to my chamber, all for to take a slumber
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I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure 't was no wonder
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But Jenny blew me charges and she filled them up with water
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Then sent for captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter
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And 't was early in the morning, just before I rose to travel
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Up comes a band of footmen and likewise captain Farrell
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I first produced me pistol for she stolen away me rapier
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I couldn't shoot the water, so a prisoner I was taken
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There's some take delight in the carriages a rollin'
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and others take delight in the hurling and the bowlin'
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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 mornin' bright and early
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If I can find me brother, the one that's in the army
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I dunno where he's stationed be, in Cork or in Killarney
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Then we might go roaming about in Kilkenny
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And I'm sure he'll treat me better than my own a-sporting Jenny
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whiskey in the jar
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| Ronan Keating |
