Metallica - Whiskey In The Jar - Garage Inc

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 and then produced my rapier
I said, "Stand and deliver, oh, or the devil he may take
ya"
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'd love me, no never would she leave
me
But the devil take that woman, yeah for you know she
treat me easy

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

Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber
Takin' money with me and 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, yeah

Musha ring dum a doo dum a da, heah heah
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o
Yeah, whiskey
Yo-oh, whiskey

Whoa yeah, oh, yo
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa yeah

Now some men like the fishin' and some men like the
fowlin'
And some men like to hear, to hear a cannon ball a roarin'
Me I like sleepin' especially in my Molly's chamber
But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain,
yeah

Musha ring dum a doo dum a da, hey heah
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o

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