Letra de ' Whiskey In The Jar ' de Irish Rovers

As I was riding over the far famed kerry mountains
I met with captain farrell and his money he was counting

I first produced me pistol and then I drew my sabre
Saying stand and deliver for I am a bold deceiver

Mush-a-rigum, durram-da whack-fol-the daddie-o
Whack-fol-the daddie-o, there's whiskey in the jar

I counted out his money and it made a pretty penny
I put it in me pocket and I took it home to jenny

She sighed and she swore she never would betray me
But the devil's in the women for they never can be easy

Mush-a-rigum, durram-da whack-fol-the daddie-o
Whack-fol-the daddie-o, there's whiskey in the jar

I went up to me chamber all for to take a slumber
I dremt of gold and jewels boys and sure it was no wonder

But jenny took me charges and she filled them up with water
Then sent for captain farrell to be ready for the slaughter

Mush-a-rigum, durram-da whack-fol-the daddie-o
Whack-fol-the daddie-o, there's whiskey in the jar

Next day as I was leaving 'twas early in the morning
The captain and his soldiers they came at me without warning

I then produced me pistol for she stole away me sabre
I couldn't shoot the water so a prisoner I was taken

I'd like to find me brother he's the one that's in the army
I don't know where he's stationed is it cork or on killarney

Together we'll go ridind o'er the mountains of kilkenny
Oh I know he'll treat me better than me darlin' sportin' jenny

Mush-a-rigum, durram-da whack-fol-the daddie-o
Whack-fol-the daddie-o, there's whiskey in the jar

There's some delight in fishing
And some delight in bowling

And some take delight in their carriages a rolling
But I take delight in the juice of the barley

And courtin' pretty girls
In the morning bright and early

Mush-a-rigum, durram-da whack-fol-the daddie-o
Whack-fol-the daddie-o, there's whiskey in the jar