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As I was going over Gilgarra mountain,
I spied Captain Farrell and his money he was counting.
First I drew my pistol and then I drew my rapier,
Saying " Stand and deliver for I am your bold deceiver."
Mu-sha ring-um du-ram da. Whack fol the daddy - o,
Whack fol the daddy -o, there's whisky in the jar.
He counted out his money and it made a pretty penny,
I put it in my pocket to take home to darling Jenny.
She sighed and swore she loved me, and never would deceive me,
But the devil take the woman for the always lie so easy.
Mu-sha ring-um du-ram da. Whack fol the daddy - o,
Whack fol the daddy -o, there's whisky in the jar.
I went into the chamber all for to take a slumber,
to dream of gold and girls. And of course it was no wonder,
me Jenny took me charges and she filled them up with water
called on Captain Farrell to get ready for the slaughter
Mu-sha ring-um du-ram da. Whack fol the daddy - o,
Whack fol the daddy -o, there's whisky in the jar.
Next morning early before I rose to travel,
a-came a band of footmen and likewise Captain Farrell,
I went to draw my pistol for she'd stole away my rapier.
Couldn’t shoot the water so a prisoner I was taken.
Mu-sha ring-um du-ram da. Whack fol the daddy - o,
Whack fol the daddy -o, there's whisky in the jar.
They put me into jail with a judge all a-writen'
robbing Captain Farrell on Gilgarra mountain.
But they didn't take me fists and I knocked the jailer down,
and bid a fine farewell to this tight fisted town.
Mu-sha ring-um du-ram da. Whack fol the daddy - o,
Whack fol the daddy -o, there's whisky in the jar.
I'd like to find me brother the one that's in the army,
I don't know where he's stationed in Cork or in Killerney.
Together we'd go roaming over the mountains of Kilkenny,
and I swear he'd treat me fairer than me darling sporting Jenny.
Mu-sha ring-um du-ram da. Whack fol the daddy - o,
Whack fol the daddy -o, there's whisky in the jar.
There's some takes delight in the carriages and rolling
Some takes delight in the hurley or the bolling.
But me, I take delight in the juice of the barley,
Courting pretty maids in the morning, oh so early.
Mu-sha ring-um du-ram da. Whack fol the daddy - o,
Whack fol the daddy -o, there's whisky in the jar.
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As {C}I was going over {Am}Gilgarra mountain,
I {F}spied Captain Farrell and his {C}money he was counting.
{C}First I drew my pistol and {Am}then I drew my rapier,
Saying "{F}Stand and deliver for I am {C}your bold deceiver."
Mu-sha {G7}ring-um du-ram da. {C}Whack fol the daddy - o,
{Am}Whack fol the {F}daddy -o, there's {C}whisky in {G7}the {C}jar.