Wiskey in the Jar Songtext

von The Dubliners

As I was going over the far-fine Kerry Mountains
And met with captain Farrel and his money he was counting
I first produced my pistol
And then produced my rapier
Said "Stand and deliver" for I were a bold deceiver

Musha ring dumma ding dumma da
Whack for my daddy 'Oh
Whack for my daddy 'Oh
There's whiskey in the jar

I counted out his money
And it made a pretty penny
I put it in my pocket and I took it home to Jenny
She said and she swore
That she never would deceive me
But the devil took the women
For they never can be easy

Musha...

I went into my chamber
For to take a slumber
I dreamt of gold and jewels
And for shure it was no wonder
But Jenny took my charges and she filled them up with water
Then sent for captain Farrel
To be ready for that slaughter

Musha...

It was early in the morning
Just before I rose to travel
It came a van with guard-men
And likewise captain Farrel
I first produced my pistol
For she's stolen away my rapier
I couldn't shoot the water
So a prisoner I was taken

Musha...

If anyone can aid me
It's my brother in the army
If I can find his station in Cork or in Killarney
And if he'll go with me
We'll go roving in Killkenny
And I'm shure he'll treat me better
Than my old Miss spoiling Jenny

Musha..