Karaoké Whiskey in the Jar (live) Mike Denver

As I was goin' over the Cork and Kerry mountains

I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was countin'

I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier

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

Musha ring dum a doo, dum a da

Whack for my daddy yo

Whack for my daddy yo

There's whiskey in the jar

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'd love me never would she leave me

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

Musha ring dum a doo, dum a da

Whack for my daddy yo

Whack for my daddy yo

There's whiskey in the jar

Being drunk and being weary

I went to Molly's chambers

Takin' money with me and I never knew the dangers

About six, maybe seven in can Captain Farrell

I jumped up with my pistol and I shot him with both barrels

Musha ring dum a doo, dum a da

Whack for my daddy yo

Whack for my daddy yo

There's whiskey in the jar

Here we go

Well some men like the fishin'

And some men like the fowlin'

Some men like to hear the cannon balls a-roarin'

Well me I like sleepin' in Molly's chamber

And takin' money with me and I never knew the danger

Musha ring dum a doo, dum a da

Whack for my daddy yo

Whack for my daddy yo

There's whiskey in the jar

Musha ring dum a doo, dum a da

Whack for my daddy yo

Whack for my daddy yo

There's whiskey in the jar

Hey

Musha ring dum a doo, dum a da

Whack for my daddy yo

Whack for my daddy yo

There's whiskey in the jar