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Whiskey In The Jar
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Story of a highwayman betrayed by his lady..
4ever erin aisling alainn aleen luan aleen luann ashling ahlyn ashling alynn luan aleen davy shannon
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4Ever Erin is a main course of folk and folk rock music with large platters of Celtic, country and blues and a dessert of a spice of variety.. tasty covers and
is a main course of rock and folk rock music, large platters of blues, country and Celtic with a dessert of a spice of variety.. tasty covers and originals.. 4Ever Erin is: Dorothy Sherman - vocals, flute, guitar, bass Davy Shannon - guitar, bass, vocals (Occasional guest musicians) Members of the group have played venues over North America from clubs to festivals to theaters..is the perfect choice for club, party, festival, almost any occasion..
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World • Traditional Irish
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Peak #162
Peak in subgenre #6
Author
Traditional
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Traditional
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March 24, 2008
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MP3 2.9 MB • 128 kbps • 3:07
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Fun, audience participation type song done by a plethora of groups.. Recorded at Jamland Studios, Wilmington, Delaware.. Dorothy Sherman – vocals, flute; Christina Geber – vocals; Lori Benscoter – vocals; Davy Shannon – guitar, vocals; Jimi Spicer - bass; Rob Creath – percussion; Earl Wilt – studio engineer. Picture provided by Holiday Clipart
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As I was a-goin' over Gilgarra Mountain I spied Colonel Farrell, and his money he was countin'. First I drew my pistols and then I drew my rapier, Sayin' "Stand and deliver, for I am your bold receiver." Musha ream abba do abba dai Whack fol the daddy-o, Whack fol 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 to take home to darlin' Jenny. She sighed and swore she loved me and never would deceive me, But the devil take the women, for they always lie so easy! Musha ream abba do abba dai Whack fol the daddy-o, Whack fol the daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar. He went into me chamber all for to take a slumber, To dream of gold and girls, and of course it was no wonder: But I took his charges and I filled them up with water, Called on Colonel Farrell to get ready for the slaughter. Musha ream abba do abba dai Whack fol the daddy-o, Whack fol the daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar. Next mornin' early, before he rose for travel, A-came a band of horsemen and likewise Colonel Farrell. He goes to draw his pistol, cause I stole away his rapier, he couldn't shoot the water so a prisoner he was taken Musha ream abba do abba dai Whack fol the daddy-o, Whack fol the daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar. If anyone could aid me it's my brother in the army If I could find his station in Cork or in Killarney. And if he'll come and join me we'll go rolling in Kilkenny, And I know he'd treat me fairer than my sportin' little Jenny! Musha ringum duram da There's some takes delight in the fishing and the bowling others takes delight in fine carriages a rollin' We take delight in the fruit of the barley, and to be a courtin' in the morning bright and early Musha ringum duram da
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Roger John
Oct 05, 2010
Great version of this song!