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Whisky in the Jar # 2
See also Whisky in the Jar # 1

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As I rode over Kilkenny mountain
I met Captain Irwin and his money he was counting,
First I drew my dagger then I drew my weapon,
Saying "Stand and deliver, for I am a bold deceiver."

My cheering de ding de dey, right fall de daddy oh,
Right fall de daddy oh, there's whiskey in the jar

I counted my money, I had a pretty penny,
I put it in my pocket and I carried it home to Molly O,
She swore in her heart that she never would deceive me,
But the devil's in the women for they never can be easy.

My cheering de ding de dey, right fall de daddy oh,
Right fall de daddy oh, there's whiskey in the jar

I went to Molly's chamber to get a little slumber,
I laid my head upon the bed and it began to wonder,oh,
I had not been lying there before I was awakened,
And press gang overtook me and among them was Captain Irwin.

My cheering de ding de dey, right fall de daddy oh,
Right fall de daddy oh, there's whiskey in the jar

I reached for my pistol, but I was much mistaken,
I snapped them off and a prisoner I was taken,
She discharged my pistol, then she filled them with water,
A prisoner I was taken like a lamb upon a slaughter

My cheering de ding de dey, right fall de daddy oh,
Right fall de daddy oh, there's whiskey in the jar

I had two brothers, they both live in the army,
One is in Cork and the other in Killarney,
And if I had them here tonight I would be brisk and jolly,
I'd rather have them here tonight than you, my sporting Molly.

My cheering de ding de dey, right fall de daddy oh,
Right fall de daddy oh, there's whiskey in the jar

My brother Pat he is a brisk young soldier,
He carries his firelock all over his left shoulder,
And on the field of battle, by me soul he's ne'er undaunted,
For he'll fight like the devil or some fairy that is haunted.

My cheering de ding de dey, right fall de daddy oh,
Right fall de daddy oh, there's whiskey in the jar

Some take delight in fishing and farming,
Others take delight in carriage rolling, oh,
But I take delight in being brisk and jolly,
A-pouring out good whiskey stout for you my sporting Molly.

My cheering de ding de dey, right fall de daddy oh,
Right fall de daddy oh, there's whiskey in the jar

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