As I was going over the Kilmagenny mountains I met with captain Farrel and his money he was counting I first prodused my pistol, and then I drew my sabre Saying: “Stand and deliver, for I am a bold deceiver!”
Wish a ring a ra do rum di Whack fol me daddio Whack fol me daddio There’s whisky in the jar
I counted out his money, and it made a pretty penny I put it in my pocket and I sent it home to Jenny She smiled and she swore that she never would deceive me But the devil take the women for they never can be easy
I went into my chamber for to take a little slumber I dreamed of gold and silver and sure it was no wonder For Jenny drew my charges and filled them up with water Then called for captain Farrel to be ready for the slaughter
It was early in the morning before I arose to travel Along came a band of footmen and likewise captain Farrel I first prodused my pistol, and then I drew my sabre But you cannot shoot with water so a prisoner I was taken
If anyone can help me it’s my brother in the army If I could find his station be it Cork or Killarny I know he’d come and see me we’d go roving in Kilkenny I bet he’d treat me better than my darling sporting JennyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
