Last stanza; 

TWhiskey in the Jar 

(Traditional) 



Spoken: 

All beside the river deep, the warriors there a vigil keep 

When the sun does rise and the day does break 

The warriors say "the west's awake" 



As I was a rovin' over the Cork and Kerry mountains, 

I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was countin' 

I first produced my pistol, and then produced my rapier 

Sayin' stand and deliver for I am your bold receiver 



Well shirigim duraham da 

Wack fall the daddy oh, wack fall the daddy oh 

There's whiskey in the jar. 



Well I counted out his money it made a pretty penny 

I put it in my pocket and took it home to Jenny 

She sighed and she swore that she never would deceive me 

But the devil take the women for you know she tricked me easy 



I went into me chamber all for to take a slumber 

I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure it was no wonder 

For Jenny stole my pistols, she filled them up with water 

Then she sent for Farrell to get ready for the slaughter 



It was early in the morning, before I rose to travel 

The guards all around me and likewise Captain Farrell 

I first produced my pistol for she'd stole away my rapier 

But I couldn't shoot with water so I prisoner I was taken



I don't know who can aid me, my brother's in the army 

I don't know where he's stationed be it Cork or in Killarney 

Together we'll go roving o'r the mountains of Killkenney 

I know he'd treat me better than me darling' sporting Jenny 



It was early in the morning at the barracks in Killarney 

My brother took his leave, but he didn't tell the army 

The horses they were bought, it's all over but the shouting 

Now we wait for Farrell up on Killkenney Mountain