Whiskey in the Jar

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
Saying "stand and deliver", for he were a bold deceiver
With your ring dum-a do dam-a da
Whack for the daddy'o
Whack for the daddy'o
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 swore, that she loved me, never would she leave me
But the devil take the women, for she know she tricked me easy
With your ring dum-a do dam-a da
Whack for the daddy'o
Whack for the daddy'o
There's whiskey in the jar
It was early in the morning, before I rose up for travel
Up came a band of footmen and likewise captain Farrell
I first produced my pistol, for she stole away my rapier
But I couldn't shoot the captain, so a prisoner I was taken
With your ring dum-a do dam-a da
Whack for the daddy'o
Whack for the daddy'o
There's whiskey in the jar
Now some men they like drinking
And some men they like fighting
Some men like to hear the sound of a cannon ball a rollin'
Me, I like sleeping
Specially in my Jenny's Chamber's
But here I am in prison
Here I am with a ball and chain here
With your ring dum-a do dam-a da
Whack for the daddy'o
Whack for the daddy'o
There's whiskey in the jar
With your ring dum-a do dam-a da
Whack for the daddy'o
Whack for the daddy'o
There's whiskey in the jar
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
Saying "stand and deliver", for he were a bold deceiver