Whiskey in the jar

As I was goin` over the Cork and Kerry mountains<br>I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was countin`<br>I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier<br>I said stand and deliver or the devil he may take ya<br>I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny<br>I took all of his money yeah I brought it home to Molly<br>She swore that she`d love me, never would she leave me<br>But the devil take that woman for you know she treat me easy<br>Musha ring dum a doo dum a da<br>Whack for my daddy-o<br>Whack for my daddy-o<br>There`s whiskey in the jar-o<br>Being drunk and weary I went to Molly`s chamber<br>Takin` my money with me and I never knew the danger<br>For about six or maybe seven in walked Captain Farrell<br>I jumped up, fired off my pistols and I shot him with both barrels<br>Musha ring dum a doo dum a da<br>Whack for my daddy-o<br>Whack for my daddy-o<br>There`s whiskey in the jar-o<br>Now some men like the fishin` and some men like the fowlin`<br>And some men like ta hear, ta hear cannon ball a roarin`<br>Me I like sleepin` specially in my Molly`s chamber<br>But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain yeah<br>Musha ring dum a doo dum a da<br>Whack for my daddy-o<br>Whack for my daddy-o<br>There`s whiskey in the jar-o<br>Whiskey in the jar-o<br>Musha ring dum a doo dum a da