Whiskey In The Jar - Metallica

As I was going over the Cork and Kerry mountains, I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was

counting. I first produced my pistol, then produced my rakia. I said, "Send and deliver!

Oh, I'm a devil, he may take ya!" I took all of his money, and it was a pretty penny.

She pulled all this money, yeah, and I brought it home to Molly

She's someone that you love, man, no never would she leave me

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

My shower ain't done, my doo-da-ba-da.

Whack for my daddy, yo.

Whack for my daddy, yo, there.

Whiskey in the jallow.

Feeling drunk and weary.

I went to Marley's chamber.

Taking Marley with me.

But I never knew the danger For about six or maybe seven

Yeah, you can watch Captain fail I jumped up by my pistols

And I shot 'em with both barrels Yeah, my shot rang dum-a-doo-dum-a-dah

Watch for my daddy-o Watch for my daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar, oh

No whiskey

No whiskey

Any day now

No, no

Now some men like the fishing

And some men like the fouling

And some men like to hear, to hear the cannonball a-roarin'

Me, I like sleepin', especially in my Marley's chamber

But here I am in prison, here I am the ballin' chain, yeah

Yeah, I'mma surrender my doodah, my dah, yeah.

Whack for my daddy, yo.

Whack for my daddy, yo.

There's whiskey in the jar, oh, yeah.

I surrender my doodah, my dah.

I surrender my doodah, my dah.

I surrender, I surrender my doodah, my dah.

Yeah.