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Star of the County Down
Limerick Rake
Raglan Road
Molly Malone
Dirty Old Town
Fiddler’s Green
Spancil Hill
Only Our Rivers
Black Velvet Band
Foggy Dew
Fields of Athenry
Whiskey in the Jar

Whiskey in the Jar

As I was going over
The Cork and Kerry Mountains
Met with Captain Farrell,
And his money he was countin’.
I first produced me pistol,
I then produced me rapier,
Saying “Stand and deliver,
For you are a bold deceiver.”

Chorus (Gaelic)::
Musha ring dum a do dum a da,
Whack fol me daddy-o,
Whack fol me daddy-o,
There’s whiskey in the jar.

I counted out his money
And it made a pretty penny,
Put it in me pocket
And I took it home to Jenny.
She sighed, she swore,
That she never would deceive me,
Devil take the women,
For they never can be easy!


I went into my chambers
All for to take a slumber,
Dreamt of gold and jewels,
And sure it was no wonder.
Jenny drew me charges,
Filled them up with water,
Sent for Captain Farrell
To be ready for the slaughter.


Early in the mornin’,
Just before I rose to travel,
Up comes a band of footmen
And likewise Captain Farrell.
I first produced me pistol,
I then produced me rapier,
I couldn’t shoot the water,
So a prisoner I was taken.


If any man can help me,
‘Tis my brother in the Army,
If I can find his station,
In Cork or in Killarney,
If he would go with me,
We’d go roamin’ in Kilkenny,
I’m sure he’d treat me better
Than me own sportin’ Jenny.


Some take delight
In the carriages a rollin’,
Others take delight
In the moonlight a strollin’,
I takes delight in the juice of the barley,
Courtin’ pretty women
In the mornin’ bright and early.

Chorus, repeat chorus