Whiskey in the Jar

Whiskey's Deceptive Dance: A Tale of Love, Betrayal, and Revenge
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Lyrics

As I was goin' over the Cork and Kerry mountains

Travelling over the Cork and Kerry mountains.

I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was countin'

Observing Captain Farrell counting his money.

I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier

Presenting a pistol and rapier, demanding surrender.

I said stand o'er and deliver or the devil he may take ya

Threatening with consequences if not complied.

Musha ring dumb a do dumb a da

Refrain with nonsensical syllables.

Whack for my daddy-o

Celebrating a successful robbery with a chant.

Whack for my daddy-o

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There's whiskey in the jar-o

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I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny

Successfully robbing Captain Farrell.

I took all of his money and I brought it home to Molly

Bringing the stolen money home to Molly.

She swore that she'd love me, never would she leave me

Molly's vow of love and loyalty.

But the devil take that woman for you know she tricked me easy

Expressing betrayal by Molly, feeling deceived.

Musha ring dumb a do dumb a da

Refrain with nonsensical syllables.

Whack for my daddy-o

Repeating the celebratory chant with whiskey in hand.

Whack for my daddy-o

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There's whiskey in the jar-o

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Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber

Visiting Molly while intoxicated and unaware of danger.

Takin' my money with me and I never knew the danger

Bringing money, oblivious to the impending threat.

For about six or maybe seven in walked Captain Farrell

Captain Farrell entering Molly's chamber unexpectedly.

I jumped up, fired off my pistols and I shot him with both barrels

Reacting to the threat, firing pistols at Captain Farrell.

Musha ring dumb a do dumb a da

Refrain with nonsensical syllables.

Whack for my daddy-o

Continuing the celebratory chant despite the situation.

Whack for my daddy-o

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There's whiskey in the jar-o

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Now some men like the fishin' and some men like the fowlin'

Highlighting diverse interests, contrasting with current predicament.

And some men like ta hear a cannon ball a roarin'

Expressing personal preference for peace in Molly's chamber.

Me? I like sleepin' specially in my Molly's chamber

Finding oneself in prison with regrets and constraints.

But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain, yeah

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Musha ring dumb a do dumb a da

Refrain with nonsensical syllables.

Whack for my daddy-o

Chanting again, acknowledging the presence of whiskey.

Whack for my daddy-o

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There's whiskey in the jar-o

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And I got drunk on whiskey-o

Reflecting on getting drunk on whiskey and expressing love for Molly.

And I love, I love, I love, I love, I love, I love my Molly-o

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