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Whiskey in the Jar
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An Irish polka, recorded live and with attitude. (see our video)
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Irish Scottish Celtic Rock Blues original Songs in a Stage show of Comedy Fun and Diversion from Life with Love Beer Drink and Spirit
Rollickin' Irish Stage Show
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Peak #32
Peak in subgenre #1
Author
Traditional Irish
Rights
2002, Darby O'Gill
Uploaded
June 15, 2009
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MP3 9.4 MB 320 kbps 4:06
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Whiskey in the Jar Traditional As I was goin over the far famed Kilgarry Mountains I met with Captain Ferrel, and his money he was countin So I produced my pistol and then produced my rapier Sayin: Stand and deliver, for Im your bold deceiver Chorus: Mush a ring um a dor uma da Wack fol the daddy-o Wack fol the daddy-o, theres whiskey in the jar I counted up his money, and it made a pretty penny I put it in my pocket and I took it home to Jenny She vowed and she swore that she never would deceive me But the divil take the women for they never can go easy I went in to my chamber all for to take my slumber I dreamed of gold and jewels, and sure it was no wonder For Jenny stole my charges and she filled them up with water And sent for Captain Ferrel to be ready for my slaughter As I rose up next morning, it surely did astound me There was Captain Ferrel and his guards were all around me So I produced my pistol, for shed stolen away my rapier But I couldnt shoot the water, so a prisoner I was taken Well they took me to jail with neither judge nor writin For robbin Captain Ferrel up on Kilgarry Mountain But they didnt take me fists, so I knocked the jailer down And bade a fond farewell to that jail in Sligo town Now if any one can aide me its me brother in the army But I dont know where hes stationed; is it Cork, or in Kilarney Together wed go roamin in the mountains in Kilkenny And Im sure hed treat me better than me darlin, sportin Jenny Now some men take delight in the hurlin and the bowlin And others take delight in their carriages a rollin But me, I take delight in the juice of the barley And courtin pretty fair maids in the mornin bright and early
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signorabeatrice
Jun 18, 2008
This version cuts off at "Some men take delight in the hur...."