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As I was going over, Kil-gary Mountain,
I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was count'n.
First I drew my pistol and I rattled forth me sabre,
Stand and deliver for I am your bold deceiver.
Musha ringum durum da
What fol the daddy’o
What fol the daddy’o
There's whiskey in the jar
He counted out his money and it made a pretty penny,
I took the money home and I gave it to my Jenny.
She sighed and she swore that she never would deceive me,
But the devil’s in the women and they never will be easy.
Musha ringum durum da
What fol the daddy’o
What fol the daddy’o
There's whiskey in the jar
Early in the morning ‘tween the hours of six and seven,
The guards were standing ‘round me and numbers are uneven,
I pulled to my pistols but alas I was mistaken,
For Jenny wet the powder and a pris-on-er I was taken.
Musha ringum durum da
What fol the daddy’o
What fol the daddy’o
There's whiskey in the jar
I think I’ll find me brother 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 roaming in the mountains of Kilkenny,
And I dare he’ll treat me fairer than my darling sportin’ Jenny.
Musha ringum durum da
What fol the daddy’o
What fol the daddy’o
There's whiskey in the jar
Some take delight in the fishin’ and a polein’,
Others take delight in the carriage a rollin’,
But I take delight in the juice of the barley,
And courtin’ pretty girls in the mornin’ so early.
Musha ringum durum da
What fol the daddy’o
What fol the daddy’o
There's whiskey in the jar.

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