Whiskey In The Jar

s i was going over
 The Kork and Kerry mountains
 I saw Captain Farrell
 And his money he was counting
 I first produced my pistol
 And then produced my rapier
 I said "Stand and deliver
 Or the devil he may take you"
 I took all of his money
 And it was a pretty Penny
 I took all of his money and
 I brought it home to Molly
 She swore that she'd love me
 No Never would she leave me
 But the devil take that woman
 For you know she treat me easy
 Mush a ring dum a doo dum a da
 Whack for my daddy'o
 Whack for my daddy'o, there's
 Whisky in the jar'o
 As i was going over
 The Kork and Kerry mountains
 I saw Captain Farrell
 And his money he was counting
 I first produced my pistol
 And then produced my rapier
 I said "Stand and deliver
 Or the devil he may take you"
 Whisky in the.
 Whisky in the.
 Whisky in the.
 Whisky in the jar'o
 Whisky in the jar'o
 Whisky in the jar'o
 Whisky in the jar'o