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 - And then produced my rapier I said "Stand and deliver - Or the devil he may take ya" 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, for you know she tricked me easy
Musha rain dum-a-do dum-a-da Whack for my daddy-o Whack for my daddy-o Being drunk and weary - I went to Molly`s chamber Taking Molly with me - But I never knew the danger For about six or maybe seven - Yeah, in walked Captain Farrell I jumped up, fired my pistols - And I shot him with both barrels
Musha rain dum-a-do dum-a-da Whack for my daddy-o Whack for my daddy-o There`s whiskey in the jar-o
Yeah yeah, whiskey Oh oh, whiskey
Now some men like the fishing - And some men like the fowling And some men like to hear - To hear the cannonball a-roaring Me, I like sleeping - Especially in my Molly`s chamber But here I am in prison - Here I am with a ball and chain, yeah
Musha rain dum-a-do dum-a-da Whack for my daddy-o Whack for my daddy-o There`s whiskey in the jar-o, yeah