Whiskey in the Jar
● Metallica Lyrics

As I was goin' over The Cork and Kerry Mountains
I was on a journey over the mountains that lay between Cork and Kerry and my destination was unknown.

I saw Captain Farrell And his money, he was countin'
I came across Captain Farrell who was counting large sums of money.

I first produced my pistol And then produced my rapier I said, 'Stand and deliver or the devil he may take ya'
I drew out my gun and a small sword, and I made Captain Farrell hand over his money or face the consequences.

I took all of his money And it was a pretty penny I took all of his money, Yeah, and I brought it home to Molly
I looted all the money from Captain Farrell, and it was quite a large sum. I brought it back to Molly, my partner.

She swore that she loved me, No, never would she leave me But the devil take that woman, Yeah, for you know she tricked me easy
Molly pledged her love for me and never to leave, but I was an easy target for her trickery, and she ultimately betrayed me.

Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da Whack for my daddy, oh Whack for my daddy, oh There's whiskey in the jar, oh
This is a chant to rejoice in my success of getting the whiskey after the heist.

Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber Takin' Molly with me But I never knew the danger
Drunk and tired, I went to Molly's bedchamber and took her with me, not realizing the danger I was putting myself in.

For about six or maybe seven, Yeah, in walked Captain Farrell I jumped up, fired my pistols And I shot him with both barrels
After being with Molly for a while, Captain Farrell suddenly appeared, and I reacted by quickly drawing out my gun and shooting him twice.

Yeah, musha rain dum a doo, dum a da, ha, yeah Whack for my daddy, oh Whack for my daddy, oh There's whiskey in the jar, oh
This chant is repeated to commemorate my heroic deed of shooting Captain Farrell and getting hold of his whiskey.

Now some men like a fishin' But some men like the fowlin' Some men like to hear, To hear the cannonball roarin'
Some men have various interests like fishing, hunting, or enjoy hearing the cannonball roar.

Me, I like sleepin', 'Specially in my Molly's chamber But here I am in prison, Here I am with a ball and chain, yeah
My favorite pastime is sleeping, especially in my beloved Molly's bedchamber, but now I find myself in jail with a ball and chain.

Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da, heh, heh Whack for my daddy, oh Whack for my daddy, oh There's whiskey in the jar, oh, yeah Whiskey in the jar, oh Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da, hey Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da, yeah
This final chant is repeated to celebrate the whiskey that was captured and to cheer on my father who might be proud of me. It's also a final reminder that I still have whiskey in the jar, which is something to hold onto during my imprisonment.