Whisky In The Jar

As I was going over the Kilgary mountain
I met with Captain Farrell, and his money he was counting
First I drew my pistol, then I drew my sabre
Saying "Stand and deliver for I am your bold deceiver."

Chorus:
Wi' my ring-um-a-do-rum-a-day
Whack for the daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whisky in the jar.

He counted out his money and it made a pretty penny
I loaded up and took it up home and gave it to my Jenny
She swore that she loved me, and that she would never leave me
But the devils in the woman and they always lie so easy.

Chorus

I went to Jenny's chamber for to take a slumber
I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure it was no wonder
But Jenny drew my charges and she filled them up with water
Then she fetched Captain Farrell just as fast as she could totter.

Chorus

Twas early in the morning I was wakened from my napping
I beheld a band of footmen and the wily handsome Captain
I reached for my pistols for to begin the slaughter
But I could not discharge them, for they'd fire only water

Chorus

Then I reached for my sabre but I found I hadn't any
Then I knew it had been my darling sporting Jenny
And thus I did surrender and a prisoner I was taken
And by a gay deceiver then I was all forsaken.

Chorus

They threw me into Sligo jail with neither judge nor writing
For robbing Captain Farrell as he crossed Kilgary mountain
But they didn't take my fists and I knocked the jailer down
And bid a distant farewell to the judge in Sligo Town.

Chorus

My only hope of saving me's my brother in the army
But I don't know where he's stationed in Dublin or Killarney
If only I could find him we'd go roving in Kilkenny
And I know he'd treat me better than my own darling Jenny.

Chorus

Alternative Version.

(Verses 3,4 and 5 may be replaced by the following verse)

I woke next morning early, twixt the hours of six and seven
And guards were standing round the bed in numbers odd and even
I flew to my pistols but alas I was mistaken
For Jenny'd wet the powder and a prisoner I was taken.