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4 = blow hole 4-4 = draw hole 4’ = bend
As I was going over
the far famed Kerry mountains
I met with captain Farrell
and his money he was counting.
I first produced my pistol,
and then produced my rapier.
Said stand and deliver,
for I am a bold deceiver,
musha ring dumma do damma da
whack for the daddy 'ol
whack for the daddy 'ol
there's whiskey in the jar
I counted out his money,
and it made a pretty penny.
I put it in my pocket
and I took it home to Jenny.
She said and she swore,
that she never would deceive me,
but the devil take the women,
for they never can be easy
musha ring dumma do damma da
whack for the daddy 'ol
whack for the daddy 'ol
there's whiskey in the jar
I went into my chamber,
all for to take a slumber,
I dreamt of gold and jewels
and for sure it was no wonder.
But Jenny took my charges
and she filled them up with water,
Then sent for captain Farrel
to be ready for the slaughter.
musha ring dumma do damma da
whack for the daddy 'ol
whack for the daddy 'ol
there's whiskey in the jar
It was early in the morning,
as I rose up for travel,
The guards were all around me
and likewise captain Farrel.
I first produced my pistol,
for she stole away my rapier,
But I couldn't shoot the water
so a prisoner I was taken.
musha ring dumma do damma da
whack for the daddy 'ol
whack for the daddy 'ol
there's whiskey in the jar
Now some men take delight
in the drinking and the roving,
But others take delight
in the gambling and the smoking.
But I take delight
in the juice of the barley,
And courting pretty fair maids
in the morning bright and early
musha ring dumma do damma da
whack for the daddy 'ol
whack for the daddy 'ol
there's whiskey in the jar
If anyone can aid me,
it's my brother in the army,
If I can find his station
down in Cork or in Killarney.
And if he'll come and save me,
we'll go roving near Kilkenny,
And I swear he'll treat me better
than me darling sportling Jenny
musha ring dumma do damma da
whack for the daddy 'ol
whack for the daddy 'ol
there's whiskey in the jar
musha ring dumma do damma da
whack for the daddy 'ol
whack for the daddy 'ol
there's whiskey in the jar