Whiskey İn The Jar

Spoken:All beside the river deep, the warriors there a vigil keepWhen the sun does rise and the day does breakThe warriors say "the west's awake"As I was a rovin' over the Cork and Kerry mountains,I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was countinI first produced my pistol, and then produced my rapierSayin' stand and deliver for I am your bold receiverWell shirigim duraham daWack fall the daddy oh, wack fall the daddy ohThere's whiskey in the jar.Well I counted out his money it made a pretty pennyI put it in my pocket and took it home to JennyShe sighed and she swore that she never would deceive meBut the devil take the women for you know she tricked me easyI went into me chamber all for to take a slumberI dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure it was no wonderFor Jenny stole my pistols, she filled them up with waterThen she sent for Farrell to get ready for the slaughterIt was early in the morning, before I rose to travelThe guards all around me and likewise Captain FarrellI first produced my pistol for she'd stole away my rapierBut I couldn't shoot with water so I prisoner I was takenI don't know who can aid me, my brother's in the armyI don't know where he's stationed be it Cork or in KillarneyTogether we'll go roving o'r the mountains of KillkenneyI know he'd treat me better than me darling' sporting JennyIt was early in the morning at the barracks in KillarneyMy brother took his leave, but he didn't tell the armyThe horses they were bought, it's all over but the shoutingNow we wait for Farrell up on Killkenney Mountain