Song Lyric Sunday 6/11/17 – Whiskey in the Jar

Yes, I’m late with my Song Lyric Sunday submission. I’m sorry. I just got back from Texas Motor Speedway in No Limits, Texas after a fun-filled IndyCar weekend. Congratulations to Christopher Bell for winning the Rattlesnake 400 NASCAR Camping World Truck Series Friday night and to Will Power for winning the Rainguard Water Sealers 600 Verizon IndyCar Series race. The finishes were both disappointing (both finished under caution) and there were some nasty wrecks in both races that all drivers walked away from, but it was a fun weekend nonetheless.

Anyway, I’ll just get right to my submission as I’m ready to go rest. A song with alcohol in the title is an easy one because I used to play this song in my old Celtic pub band and it’s a great song. Here then the traditional ballad “Whiskey in the Jar” (writer unknown) as performed by Celtic Thunder (my favorite version). Note there are countless versions of the song so the lyrics might not be exact from one version to another and there are some differences in this version from the lyrics posted.

As I was a goin’ over the far famed Kerry mountains
I met with captain Farrell and his money he was counting
I first produced my pistol and I then produced my rapier
Saying “Stand and deliver” for he were a bold deceiver

Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da
Whack for my daddy-o. Whack for my daddy-o
There’s whiskey in the jar

I counted out his money and it made a pretty penny
I put it in me pocket and I took it home to Jenny
She sighed and she swore that she never would deceive me
But the devil take the women for they never can be easy

Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da
Whack for my daddy-o. Whack for my daddy-o
There’s whiskey in the jar

I went up to my chamber, all for to take a slumber
I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure ‘t was no wonder
But Jenny drew me charges and she filled them up with water
Then sent for captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter

Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da
Whack for my daddy-o. Whack for my daddy-o
There’s whiskey in the jar

It was early in the morning, just before I rose to travel
Up comes a band of footmen and likewise captain Farrell
I first produced me pistol for she stole away me rapier
I couldn’t shoot the water, so a prisoner I was taken

Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da
Whack for my daddy-o. Whack for my daddy-o
There’s whiskey in the jar

Now there’s some take delight in the carriages a rolling
And others take delight in the hurling and the bowling
But I take delight in the juice of the barley
And courting pretty fair maids in the morning bright and early

Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da
Whack for my daddy-o. Whack for my daddy-o
There’s whiskey in the jar

If anyone can aid me it’s my brother in the army
If I can find his station in Cork or in Killarney
And if he’ll go with me, we’ll go rovin’ through Killkenny
And I’m sure he’ll treat me better than my own a-sporting Jenny

Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da
Whack for my daddy-o. Whack for my daddy-o
There’s whiskey in the jar
Source: https://genius.com/Celtic-thunder-whiskey-in-the-jar-lyrics

Here are a couple of other versions of the song, one by the Dubliners who made it famous in 1968 and another by Metallica of all bands. Hope you enjoy them both.

With that, I’m going to rest. Have a lovely day, readers.

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