Whiskey in the Jar
As I was going over the far famed 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, for I am a bold deceiver,
musha ring dumma do damma da
whack for the daddy 'ol
whack for the daddy 'ol
there's whiskey in the jar
I counted out his money, and it made a pretty penny.
I put it in my pocket and I took it home to Jenny.
She said 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, all for to take a slumber,
I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure it was no wonder.
But Jenny took my charges and she filled them up with water,
Then sent for captain Farrel to be ready for the slaughter.
It was early in the morning, as I rose up for travel,
The guards were all around me and likewise captain Farrel.
I first produced my pistol, for she stole away my rapier,
But I couldn't shoot the water so a prisoner I was taken.
If anyone can aid me, it's my brother in the army,
If I can find his station down in Cork or in Killarney.
And if he'll come and save me, we'll go roving near Kilkenny,
And I swear he'll treat me better than me darling sportling Jenny
Now some men take delight in the drinking and the roving,
But others take delight in the gambling and the smoking.
But I take delight in the juice of the barley,
And courting pretty fair maids in the morning bright and early
Uísque no Jarro
Enquanto eu atravessava as famosas montanhas de Kerry
Encontrei o capitão Farrell e sua grana que ele contava.
Primeiro tirei minha pistola, e depois minha espada.
Disse para parar e entregar, pois sou um grande enganador,
musha ring dumma do damma da
bate pro papai 'ol
bate pro papai 'ol
tem uísque no jarro
Eu contei o dinheiro dele, e era uma boa grana.
Coloquei no meu bolso e levei pra casa pra Jenny.
Ela disse e jurou, que nunca me enganaria,
mas que o diabo leve as mulheres, pois elas nunca são fáceis.
Entrei no meu quarto, só pra tirar um cochilo,
Sonhei com ouro e joias e não era surpresa.
Mas a Jenny pegou minhas balas e encheu com água,
Então chamou o capitão Farrell pra estar pronto pro massacre.
Era cedo de manhã, quando me levantei pra viajar,
Os guardas estavam ao meu redor e também o capitão Farrell.
Primeiro tirei minha pistola, pois ela levou minha espada,
Mas não consegui atirar na água, então fui preso.
Se alguém pode me ajudar, é meu irmão no exército,
Se eu conseguir achar a base dele em Cork ou Killarney.
E se ele vier me salvar, vamos vagar perto de Kilkenny,
E eu juro que ele vai me tratar melhor que minha querida Jenny.
Agora alguns homens se divertem bebendo e vagando,
Mas outros se divertem apostando e fumando.
Mas eu me divirto com o suco da cevada,
E cortejando lindas moças de manhã bem cedo.
Composição: Jörgen Elofsson