Whiskey in the jar - Thin Lizzy

Thin Lizzy - Whiskey in the jar
As I was goin' over
The Cork and Kerry mountains
I saw Captain Farrell
And his money he was a countin'
I first produced my pistol
And then produced my rapier
I said stand or deliver
Or the devil he may take ya
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
Whack for my daddy o
Whack for my daddy o
There's whiskey in the jar o
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 would love me
Never would she leave me
But the devil take that woman
For you know she treat me easy
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
Whack for my daddy o
Whack for my daddy o
There's whiskey in the jar o
Being drunk and weary
I went to Molly's chamber
Takin' my money with me
And I never knew the danger
About six or maybe seven
In walked Captain Farrell
I jumped up, fired my pistols
And I shot him with both barrels
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
Whack for my daddy o
Whack for my daddy o
There's whiskey in the jar o
Now some men like the fishin'
And some men like the fowlin'
And some men like to hear
A cannon ball a roarin'
But me I like sleepin'
'Specially in Molly's chamber
But here I am in prison
Here I am with a ball and chain, yeah
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
Whack for my daddy o
Whack for my daddy o
There's whiskey in the jar o