Whiskey in the Jar
.Metallica. Lyrics

As I was goin' over The Cork and Kerry Mountains I saw Captain Farrell And his money, he was countin'
While travelling across Cork and Kerry Mountains, I spotted Captain Farrell and noticed that he was counting his money.

I first produced my pistol I then produced my rapier I said, "Stand and deliver oh, or the devil he may take ya"
I took out my pistol and sword, threatening to rob him, demanding that he surrendered or he may face the devil.

Yeah 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 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
I robbed all his money, which was a considerable amount, and took it home to my lover, Molly. She professed her love for me and promised to never leave me, but soon tricked me into being captured.

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
Chanting and celebrating the money I robbed with my fellow robbers while drinking whiskey.

Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber Takin' Molly with me But I never knew the danger For about six or maybe seven Yeah, in walked Captain Farrell I jumped up, fired my pistols And I shot him with both barrels 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
Drunk and tired, I went to Molly's room and brought her along with me, not knowing the peril that awaited me. Suddenly, Captain Farrell showed up, and I quickly shot him with all my ammunition.

Yeah, whiskey, yo, whiskey Oh, yeah, yeah, oh, go Oh, oh, yeah
Praising whiskey and drinking more of it with enthusiasm.

Now some men like a fishin' And some men like the fowlin' And some men like to hear To hear the cannonball roarin' 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
There are different things that people like: fishing, hunting, or listening to the sound of cannonballs. But I prefer sleeping, especially in Molly's room. Unfortunately, I am now in jail, chained and ball.

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, yeah 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
Continuing to cheer with fellow robbers about the stolen money and drinking whiskey while expressing joy and excitement.