text: As I was going over the Cork and Kerry mountains
  I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was counting
  I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier
  I said stand and deliver or the devil, he may take you
  I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny
  I took all of his money, yeah, and I brought it home to Molly
  She swore that she would love me, no never would she leave me
  But the devil take that woman, yeah, for you know she tricked me easy
  Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
  Whack for my daddy-o
  Whack for my daddy-o
  Theres whiskey in the jar-o
  Being drunk and weary I went to Mollys chamber
  Taking money with me but I never knew the danger
  For about six or maybe seven in walked Captain Farrell
  I jumped up, fired off my pistols and I shot him with both barrels, yeah
  Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
  Whack for my daddy-o
  Whack for my daddy-o
  Theres whiskey in the jar-o
  Yeah-ah, whiskey in the jar-o
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, woah
  Yeah, yeah
  Now some men like the fishing and some men like the fowling
  And some men like to hear, to hear cannon ball a roaring
  Me? I like sleeping specially in my Mollys chamber
  But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain, yeah
  Musha ring dum a doo dum a da, yeah, yeah
  Whack for my daddy-o
  Whack for my daddy-o
  Whiskey in the jar-o, yeah
  Whiskey in the jar-o, yeah
  Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
  Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
  Hey, musha ring dum a doo dum a da
  Musha ring dum a doo dum a da, yeah