Well, as I was coming over the Cork and Kerry Mountains
I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was counting.
First I drew me a pistol, then I rattled forth my saber
saying, "stand and deliver for I am your bold deceiver"

Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da
Whack for the daddy-o
Whack for the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar

Well, I counted out the money and it made a pretty penny.
I took the money home and I gave it to my Jenny
She sighed and she swore she never would deceive me.
But the devil take the women for they always lie so easy.

Well, I woke next morning early twixt the hour of six and seven.
The guards were all around me in numbers odd and even.
I flew to me pistols but alas, I was mistaken.
For Jenny wet me powder and a prisoner I was taken.

Well, I think I'll call me brother. The one that's in the army.
If I only knew his station be it Cork or in Killarney
He could come and save me I'd go roaming in Kilkenny.
He's bound to treat me better than me darling sporting Jenny

Well, some takes delight in their fishing and their bowling.
While others takes delight in their carriages a-rolling
But I take delight in the juice of the barley.
And courting pretty maidens in the morning bright and early.

Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da
Whack for the daddy-o
Whack for the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar

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