Pulp - Whiskey In The Jar текст песни

As I was goin' over the Cork and Kerry mountains / I met Captain Farrell and his money he
was countin' / I first produced my pistol and then produced my wager / I said stand and
deliver or the devil he may take ya / Oh ring dum a doo dum a da / Wept for my daddy-o /
Wept for my daddy-o / There's whiskey in the jar-o / 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'd love me, never would she leave me / But the devil take that woman 'cos you know she
treats me easy / Oh ring dum a doo dum a da / Wept for my daddy-o / Wept for my daddy-o /
There's whiskey in the jar-o / Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber / I lay
down on the bed and I never knew the danger / For about six or maybe seven in walked
Captain Farrell / I jumped up, grabbed hold of my pistols and I shot him with both barrels
/ Oh ring dum a doo dum a da / Wept for my daddy-o / Wept for my daddy-o / There's whiskey
in the jar-o / Now some men like fishin' and some men like a fowlin' / And some men like
ta hear a cannon ball a rollin' / Me I like sleepin' specially in my Molly's chamber / But
here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain yeah / Oh ring dum a doo dum a da /
Wept for my daddy-o / Wept for my daddy-o / There's whiskey in the jar-o / Ahlalalala,
lalala.....