Whiskey In The Jar (remix)

As I was going over the Cork and Kerry mountains

I saw the Captain Farrell, his money he was counting

I first produced my pistol, and then produced my rapier

I said, "Stand and deliver, or the devil he may take you"

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

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

She swore that she loved me, no never would she leave me

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

my shot a ring a battle Baba die walk for my daddy yo walk for my daddy yo

there's whiskey in the gyro being drunk and weary I went to Marley's chamber

Taken my love with me, but I never knew the danger

For about six or maybe seven, yeah, I walked to Captain Fero

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

Yeah, I'm a shot of rain, na-ba-do-ba-ba-da, yeah, yeah

Whack for my daddy, yo

Whack for my daddy, yo

There's whiskey in the jar, oh

Yeah, whiskey

Yogo whiskey

Oh yeah, oh

Some men like the fishin'

Some men like the fowlin'

And some men like to hear, to hear the cannonball roaring

Me, I like sleeping, especially in Molly's chamber

But here I am in prison, here I am with ball and chin

Yeah, I'm a-shattering a-ba-do-ba-ba-da, yeah, yeah

Walk for my daddy-o, walk for my daddy-o

There's whiskey in the gyro, yeah, whiskey in the gyro

Mush-a-ring-a-ba-doo-ba-ba-da

Mush-a-ring-a-ba-doo-ba-ba-da, yeah

Mush-a-ring-a-ba-doo-ba-ba-da

Mush-a-ring-a-ba-doo-ba-ba-da, yeah!