Whiskey in the Jar by Thin Lizzy                As I was going over - The Cork and Kerry mountains I saw Captain Farrell - And his money he was counting I first produced my pistol - And then produced my rapier I said "Stand and deliver - Or the devil he may take you" Musha rain dum-A-do dum-A-da Whack for my daddy- Whack for my daddy-o There`s Whiskey in the jar o    >E 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 - No Never would she leave me But the devil take that woman - For you know she tricked me easy Chorus           Being drunk and weary - I went to Molly`s chamber Taking my Molly with me - But I never knew the danger For about six or maybe seven - In walked Captain Farrell I jumped up fired my pistols - And I shot him with both barrels Chorus           Now some men like the fishing - And some men like fowling And some men like to hear - To hear the cannonball a-roaring Me - I like sleeping - Especially in my Molly`s chamber But here I am in prison - Here I am with a ball and chain yeah Chorus