Whisky en la jarra ("Whiskey in the Jar")

As I was a-goin'
Over Gilgarra Mountain
I spied Captain Farrell
And his money he was countin'
First I drew my pistol
And then I drew my rapier
Sayin' "Stand, deliver
For I am your bold deceiver"

Musha-ring-damaduda-mada
Whack fol the daddy-o
Whack fol the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar

He counted out his money
And it made a pretty penny
I put it in my pocket
To take home to darling Jenny
She sighed and swore she loved me
And never would deceive me
But the Devil take the women
For they always lie so easy

Musha-ring-damaduda-mada
Whack fol the daddy-o
Whack fol the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar

I went into me chamber
All for to take a slumber
To dream of gold and girls
And of course it was no wonder
Me Jenny took me charges
And she filled them up with water
Called on Captain Farrell
To get ready for a slaughter

Musha-ring-damaduda-mada
Whack fol the daddy-o
Whack fol the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar

Next Monday early
Before I rose for travel
There came a band of footmen
And with them Captain Farrell
I goes to draw my pistol
For she'd stole away my rapier
But a prisoner I was taken
I couldn't shoot the water

Musha-ring-damaduda-mada
Whack fol the daddy-o
Whack fol the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar

They put me into jail
With a judge all a writin'
For robbing Captain Farrell
Over Gilgarra Mountain
They didn't take my fists
So I knocked the jailer down
And bid a farewell
To this tight-fisted town

Musha-ring-damaduda-mada
Whack fol the daddy-o
Whack fol the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar

Musha-ring-damaduda-mada
Whack fol the daddy-o
Whack fol the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar