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Whisky in the Jar
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(Traditional)
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As I was going over the far famed Kerry Mountains
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I spied Captain Farrel and his money he was counting
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I first produced my pistol and then I produced my rapier
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Saying stand and deliver for you are a bold deceiver
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Musha ring durram do durram dah
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Whack for di daddio
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Whack for di daddio
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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 took it home to Jennie
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She swore and she sighed that she never would deceive me
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But the Devil take the woman for they never can be easy
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I went onto my chamber for to take a little slumber
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I dreamt of golden jewels and for sure it was no wonder
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But Jennie drew my charges and she filled them up with water
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Then sent for Captain Farrel to be ready for the slaughter
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It was early in the morning as I rose to travel
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Up comes a band of footmen and likewise Captain Farrel
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I first produced my pistol for she'd stolen away my rapier
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But 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-rolling
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Others take delight in the hurley and the bowling
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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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And if anyone can aid me 'tis my brother in the army
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If I can fight a station in Cork or in Killarney
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And if he'll go with me we'll be roaming in Kilkenny
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And I'm sure he'll treat me better than my only sporting Jennie
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Whisky in the Jar
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| New Model Army |
