Chorus
Musha
rig um du rum da
Whack
fol the daddy o
Whack fol the daddy o
There's
whiskey in the jar.
The shinin' golden coins did look so bright
and
jolly
I took 'em with me home and I gave 'em to
my
Molly
She promised and she vowed that she never would deceive me
But the devil's in the women and they never
can
be easy.
When I was awakened between six and seven
The
guards were all around me in numbers
odd
and even
I flew to my pistols, but alas I was mistaken
For
Molly's drawn my pistols and a prisoner
I
was taken.
They put me into jail without judge or writin'
For robbing Colonel Pepper on Kilgary Mountain
But
they didn't take my fists so I knocked the sentry down
And
bid a fond farewell to the jail in Sligo town.
Now
some take delight in fishin' and in bowlin'
And others take delight in carriages a-rollin'
But I take delight in the juice of the barley
And courtin' pretty girls in the morning so early.