"Whiskey In The Jar" lyrics

"Whiskey In The Jar"

As I was riding over the far famed Kerry Mountains
I met with Captain Farrell, and his money he was counting
I first produced me pistol, and then I drew me sabre
Saying, "Stand and deliver, for I am a bold deceiver!"

Mush-a-riggum-durra-da
Whack fo' the daddy-o
Whack fo' the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar

I counted out his money and it made a pretty penny
I put it in me pocket and I took it home to Jenny
She sighed and she swore she never would betray me
The devil take to women for they never can be easy

Mush-a-riggum-durra-da
Whack fo' the daddy-o
Whack fo' the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar

I went up to me chamber all for to take a slumber
I dreamt of gold and jewels, boys, and sure it was no wonder
But Jenny took me charges and filled them up with water
Then sent for Captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter

Mush-a-riggum-durra-da
Whack fo' the daddy-o
Whack fo' the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar

Next day as I was leaving was early in the morning
The captain and his soldiers came at me without warning
I then produced e pistol she stole away me sabre
I couldn't shoot the water so a prisoner I was taken

Mush-a-riggum-durra-da
Whack fo' the daddy-o
Whack fo' the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar

I'd like to find me brother, he's the one that's in the army
I don't know where he's stationed is it Cork or in Killarney?
Together we'll go riding o'er the mountains of Kilkenny
Oh, I know he'll treat me better than me darling, sporting Jenny

Mush-a-riggim-durra-da
Whack fo' the daddy-o
Whack fo' the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar

Mush-a-riggim-durra-da
Whack fo' the daddy-o
Whack fo' the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar

There's some delight in fishing and some delight in bowling
And some take delight in their carriages a-rolling
But I take delight in the juice of the barley
And courting pretty girls in the morning bright and early

Mush-a-riggim-durra-da
Whack fo' the daddy-o
Whack fo' the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar

Mush-a-riggim-durra-da
Whack fo' the daddy-o
Whack fo' the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar


Thanks to LyricsLover for adding these lyrics.
Writer(s): Dave Evans, Adam Clayton, Larry Mullen, Dp, Paul David Hewson
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