Whiskey In The Jar
Pulp Lyrics


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As I was goin' over the Cork and Kerry mountains
I met Captain Farrell and his money he
Was countin'
I first produced my pistol and then produced my wager
I said stand and
Deliver or the devil he may take ya
Oh ring dumb a doo dumb a da
Wept for my daddy-o

Wept for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o
I took all of his money and it was a
Pretty penny
I took all of his money and I brought it home to Molly
She swore that
She'd love me, never would she leave me
But the devil take that woman 'Cause you know she
Tricks me easy
Oh ring dumb a doo dumb a da
Wept for my daddy-o
Wept for my daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar-o
Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber
I lay
Down on the bed and I never knew the danger
For about six or maybe seven in walked
Captain Farrell
I jumped up, grabbed hold of my pistols and I shot him with both barrels
Oh ring dumb a doo dumb a da
Wept for my daddy-o
Wept for my daddy-o
There's whiskey
In the jar-o
Now some men like fishin' and some men like a fowlin'
And some men like
Ta hear a cannon ball a rollin'
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
Oh ring dumb a doo dumb a da

Wept for my daddy-o
Wept for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o




Ahlalalala,
Lalala...

Overall Meaning

The song "Whiskey in the Jar" by Pulp is a cover of an old Irish traditional song. It tells the story of a man who meets Captain Farrell while crossing the Cork and Kerry mountains. After a conversation with the captain, the singer robs him of his money and takes it home to his lover Molly. However, the singer is double-crossed by Molly and is subsequently captured and imprisoned for killing Captain Farrell. The chorus "Wept for my daddy-o, wept for my daddy-o, there's whiskey in the jar-o" repeats throughout the song, indicating the singer's grief for his lost freedom and the comfort of whiskey.


The lyrics of this song are steeped in Irish folklore and culture. The phrase "whiskey in the jar" is a reference to an old Irish custom, where people would hide whiskey in jars to keep it safe from tax collectors. The song also includes Irish dialect and includes phrases such as "Ring dum-a-do dum-a-da". The story of the song has been adapted and reinterpreted by several artists, including Thin Lizzy, Metallica, and Grateful Dead.


Line by Line Meaning

As I was goin' over the Cork and Kerry mountains
I was crossing over the Cork and Kerry mountains


I met Captain Farrell and his money he Was countin'
I ran into Captain Farrell who was counting his money


I first produced my pistol and then produced my wager
I pulled out my gun and bet Captain Farrell he'd be dead soon


I said stand and Deliver or the devil he may take ya
I told Captain Farrell to hand over his money or he'd die


Oh ring dumb a doo dumb a da
Singing a nonsense refrain


Wept for my daddy-o
Crying over my father


There's whiskey in the jar-o
I have whiskey in my jar


I took all of his money and it was a Pretty penny
I stole all his money, it was a lot


I took all of his money and I brought it home to Molly
I took the money to my lover, Molly


She swore that She'd love me, never would she leave me
Molly promised to love me forever


But the devil take that woman 'Cause you know she Tricks me easy
But she easily deceives me, I curse her


Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber
Drunk and tired, I went to Molly's bedroom


I lay Down on the bed and I never knew the danger
I didn't suspect anything wrong as I lay down


For about six or maybe seven in walked Captain Farrell
Captain Farrell unexpectedly appeared in the room


I jumped up, grabbed hold of my pistols and I shot him with both barrels
I quickly stood up, took out my guns, and shot him twice


Now some men like fishin' and some men like a fowlin'
Some like to fish, others prefer hunting


And some men like Ta hear a cannon ball a rollin'
And some prefer the sound of a cannonball


Me I like sleepin' specially in my Molly's chamber
I, instead, like sleeping in Molly's room


But Here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain yeah
But now I'm incarcerated, punished for my actions


Ahlalalala, Lalala...
Continuing the song with a nonsensical melody




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Philip Parris Lynott, Eric Bell, Brian Michael Downey

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