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A great Irish pub song. Even Metallica did a version of this one!
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Lyrics
As I was going over, The Kilmagenny mountains
I met with Captain F arrell, And his money he was counting
I first produced my pistol, and then I drew my rapier
Saying stand and deliver, For I am the bold deciever
With me ring dum a doodle um dah
Whack for the daddy o
Whack for the daddy o
There's whiskey in the jar
He counted out his money, And it made a pretty penny
I put it in my pocket, And I gave it to my Jenny
She sighed and she swore, That she never would deceive me
But the devil take the women, For they never can be easy
Chorus
I went into my chambers, All for to take my slumber
I dream’t of gold and jewels, And for sure it was no wonder
But Jenny took me charges, And filled them up with water
And called for Captain Farrell, To be ready for the slaughter
Chorus
Twas early in the morning, Before I rose to travel
Up comes a band of footman, And likewise Captain Farrell
Jenny stole my sabre and I had to use me pistols
But I couldn’t shoot the water, So a prisoner I was taken
Chorus
And if anyone can aid me, It's me brother in the army
If I could learn his station, In Cork or Killarney
If he were here beside me, We'd go roving in Kilkenny
I’ll bet he’ll treat me fairer, Than my darling sporting Jenny
Chorus
I met with Captain F arrell, And his money he was counting
I first produced my pistol, and then I drew my rapier
Saying stand and deliver, For I am the bold deciever
With me ring dum a doodle um dah
Whack for the daddy o
Whack for the daddy o
There's whiskey in the jar
He counted out his money, And it made a pretty penny
I put it in my pocket, And I gave it to my Jenny
She sighed and she swore, That she never would deceive me
But the devil take the women, For they never can be easy
Chorus
I went into my chambers, All for to take my slumber
I dream’t of gold and jewels, And for sure it was no wonder
But Jenny took me charges, And filled them up with water
And called for Captain Farrell, To be ready for the slaughter
Chorus
Twas early in the morning, Before I rose to travel
Up comes a band of footman, And likewise Captain Farrell
Jenny stole my sabre and I had to use me pistols
But I couldn’t shoot the water, So a prisoner I was taken
Chorus
And if anyone can aid me, It's me brother in the army
If I could learn his station, In Cork or Killarney
If he were here beside me, We'd go roving in Kilkenny
I’ll bet he’ll treat me fairer, Than my darling sporting Jenny
Chorus
ronnielong
YEAH!! I was waiting for you to do this one!! My all time
favorite....(Now I got to hear you do "Wild Rover")...
This was really great man...I raise a Pint to this one
indeed!! Hell, I'd like to buy a round for
everyone....hehehe..
I love the Thin Lizzy/ Metallica version of this tune
to....but nothing beats the traditional approach!!
Cheers!!!