As I was going over the far famed Kerry mountains
I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was counting
I first produced me pistol and then produced me rapier
Saying stand and deliver for you are the bold deceiver

Musha rig um du rum da
Whack fol the daddy o
Whack fol the 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 deceave me
But the devil take the women for they never can be easy

Musha rig um du rum da
Whack fol the daddy o
Whack fol the daddy o
There's whiskey in the jar

I went up to me chamber all for to take a slumber
I dreamt of gold and jewels and sure it was no wonder
But Jenny drew me charges and she filled them up with water
And sent for Captain Farrel to be ready for the slaughter

Musha rig um du rum da
Whack fol the daddy o
Whack fol the daddy o
There's whiskey in the jar

'Twas early in the morning before I rose to travel
Up comes a band of footmen and likewise Captain Farrell
I first produce my pistol, for she stole away my rapier
But I couldn't shoot the water, so a prisoner I was taken

Musha rig um du rum da
Whack fol the daddy o
Whack fol the daddy o
There's whiskey in the jar

And if anyone 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 through Kilkenny
I'm sure he'd treat me fairer than my own sporting Jenny

Musha rig um du rum da
Whack fol the daddy o
Whack fol the daddy o
There's whiskey in the jar

There's some takes delight in the carriages a rolling
Some takes delight in the hurley or the bowling
But I takes delight in the juice of the barley
And courting pretty fair maids in the morning bright and early

Musha rig um du rum da
Whack fol the daddy o
Whack fol the daddy o
There's whiskey in the jar