Titel: Whiskey in the jar
Auteur: The Dubliners
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As I was going over the Kilgary mountains
I met Colonel Pepper and his money he was counting
I rattled my pistols and I drew forth me saber
Saying stand and deliver for I am a bold deceiver

Musha rigum da rum da
Whack for the daddy, oh
Whack for the daddy, oh
There's whisky in the jar

The shining golden coins did look so bright and jolly
I took 'em with me home and I gav 'em to my Molly
She promised and she vowed that she never would deceive me
But the devil's in the women and they never can be easy

When I was awakened between six and seven
The guards were all around me in numbers odd and even
I drawn my pistols, but alas, I was mistaken
For Molly'd drawn my pistols and a prisoner I was taken

They put me into jail without judge or writin'
For robbing Colonel Pepper on Kilgary mountain
But they didn't take my fists so I knocked the sentry down
And bid a fond farewell to the jail in Slaigo town

Now, some take delight in fishin' and bowlin'
And others take delight in their carriages a-rollin'
But I take delight in the juice of the barley
And courtin' pretty girls in the mornin' so early