Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber Takin' my money with me, but I never knew the danger For about six or maybe seven in walked Captain Farrell I jumped up, fired off my pistols and I shot him with both barrels Musha ring dum a doo dum a da Whack for my daddy-o Whack for my daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar-o There's whiskey in the jar Next day just as I was leavin', was early in the mornin' The captain and his soldiers came at me without warnin' I then produced my pistol, she stole away my sabre I couldn't shoot the water so a prisoner I was taken Musha ringum durm'da Whack fol the daddy-o Whack fol the daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar Whiskey in the Jar Lyrics by The Dubliners from the Greatest Hits [Happy Hour] album- including song video, artist biography, translations and more: As I was a goin' over the far famed Kerry mountains I met with captain Farrell and his money he was counting I first pr…. There's whiskey in the jar. [Verse 5] If anyone can aid me, it's my brother in the army. If I but knew his station be it Cork or in Killarney. And if he'd come and join me, we'd go roving in Whiskey in the Jar Lyrics. [Verse 1] As I was a goin' over the far famed Kerry mountains. I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was counting. I first produced my pistol and I then Whiskey In The Jar lyrics. As I was going over. The Cork and Kerry mountains. I saw Captain Farrell. And his money he was counting. Whiskey In The Jar Chords by Metallica 527,874 views, added to favorites 24,554 times Author Anke2406 [a] 111. 5 contributors total, last edit on Jun 04, 2020 View official tab We have an Oh, there's whiskey in the jar. I counted out my money and it made a pretty penny I put it in my pocket and I gave it to my Jenny She sighed and she swore that she never would deceive me But the devil take the women for they never can be easy With your whack fol the diddle day Whack fol the diddle oh whack fol the diddle Whiskey In The Jar Lyrics. As I was goin' over. The Cork and Kerry Mountains. I saw Captain Farrell. And his money, he was countin'. I first produced my pistol. I then produced my rapier. I said "Whiskey in the Jar," a song about a notorious Irish highwayman Patrick Fleming who was hanged in 1650, has become one of Ireland's most beloved songs, a true rebel air that stirs the passions. qltP6.