Roger Mcguinn - Whiskey In the Jar Lyrics
I met with Capt. Pepper and his money he was countin'I rattled my pistols and I drew forth my saberSayin', "Stand and deliver, for I am the bold deceiver"Musha rig um du rum daWhack fol the daddy oWhack fol the daddy oThere's whiskey in the jarI counted out his money, and it made a pretty pennyI put it in my pocket for to take it home to JennyShe promised and she vowed she never would deceive meBut the devil's in the women and they always lie so easyWhen I was awakened between six and sevenThe guards all around me in numbers odd and evenI flew to my pistols, but alas I was mistakenFor Jenny's drawn my pistols and a prisoner I was takenThey put me into prison without judge or writin'For robbing Capt. Pepper on Kilgary MountainBut they didn't take my fists so I knocked the sentry downAnd bid a fond farewell to the jail in Limric townI wish I'd find my brother, the one that's in the armyI don't know where he's stationed, in Cork or in KelarnyTogether we'd go ramblin o'er the mountains of KilkennyI know he's treat me better than my darlin' sportin' JennyNow some take delight in fishin' and a-bowlin'And others take delight in carriages a-rollin'But I take delight in the juice of the barleyAnd courtin' pretty maidens in the morning oh so early
