Traditional - There's whiskey in the jar - текст песни (слова)

1. As I was going over
 the far fam'd Kerry Mountain
 I met with Captain Farrel and his
 money he was counting.
 I first produced my pistol and I
 then produced my rapier sayin'
 "Stand up and deliver for you
 are my bold deceiver."
 
 Musharing demedudemda.
 Whack fol the daddy O.
 Whack fol the daddy O.
 There's whiskey in the jar.
 
 2. 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 betray me,
 but the devil take the women
 for they never can be easy.
 
 Musharing demedudemda...
 
 3. I went unto my chamber
 all for to take a slumber.
 I dreamt of gold and jewels and
 for sure it was no wonder.
 But Jenny drew my charges and
 she filled them up with water,
 an' she sent for Captain Farrel,
 to be ready for the slaughter.
 
 Musharing demedudemda...
 
 4. And 'twas early in the morning
 before I rose to travel,
 up comes a band of footmen
 and likewise Captain Farrel;
 I then produced my pistol,
 for she stole away my rapier
 but I couldn't shoot the water
 so a prisoner I was taken.
 
 Musharing demedudemda...
 
 5. And if any one can aid me
 'tis my brother in the army.
 If I could learn his station,
 in Cork or in Killarney.
 And if he'd come and join me
 we'd go roving in Kilkenny.
 I'll engage he'd treat me fairer
 than my darling sporing Jenny.
 
 Musharing demedudemda...