Artist: pulp
Song: whiskey in the jar
As I was goin' over the cork and kerry mountains / I met captain farrell and his money he
Was countin' / I first produced my pistol and then produced my wager / I said stand and
Deliver or the devil he may take ya / oh ring dum a doo dum a da / wept for my daddy-o /
Wept for my daddy-o / there's whiskey in the jar-o / I took all of his money and it was a
Pretty penny / I took all of his money and I brought it home to molly / she swore that
She'd love me, never would she leave me / but the devil take that woman 'cos you know she
Treats me easy / oh ring dum a doo dum a da / wept for my daddy-o / wept for my daddy-o /
There's whiskey in the jar-o / being drunk and weary I went to molly's chamber / I lay
Down on the bed and I never knew the danger / for about six or maybe seven in walked
Captain farrell / I jumped up, grabbed hold of my pistols and I shot him with both barrels
/ oh ring dum a doo dum a da / wept for my daddy-o / wept for my daddy-o / there's whiskey
In the jar-o / now some men like fishin' and some men like a fowlin' / and some men like
Ta hear a cannon ball a rollin' / me I like sleepin' specially in my molly's chamber / but
Here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain yeah / oh ring dum a doo dum a da /
Wept for my daddy-o / wept for my daddy-o / there's whiskey in the jar-o / ahlalalala,
Lalala.....
