As I was going over the Cork and Kerry mountains I met with captain Farrell and his money he was counting. I first produced my pistol, and then produced my rapier. Said stand and deliver or the devil he may take you
But Sherane dumma do dumma da whack for my daddy oh whack for my daddy oh there's whiskey in the jar
Well 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 loved me and that she’d never leave me but the devil take the women, for you know she treat me easy.
But Sherane Dumma do dumma Da Whack for my daddy oh, whack for my daddy oh and there’s whiskey in the jar oh Now some men like a fishing and some men like a fowling and some men like to hear a cannonball roll over em. But me I like sleeping, especially in my Molly’s chamber But here I am in Prison; here I am with a ball and chain yeh But Sherane dumma do dumma da
Whack for my daddy oh, whack for my daddy oh and there’s whiskey in the jar I got drunk on whiskey I Loved; I loved my Molly Oh There’s whiskey in the jar…Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
