I was going over the Cork
I saw that Captain Farrell
lent his money, he was counting
I first produced my pistol
and then produced my rapier
Just get stumped and deliver
all the devil he may take ya
Musha ring da ma do da ma da
There's whiskey in the jar
and I brought it home to Molly
She swore that she loved me
No, never would she leave me
But the devil take that woman
For you know she tricked me easy
Mush -a -ring -da -ba -doo -da -ba -da
There's whiskey in the jar
I went to Molly's chamber
But I never knew the danger
For about six or maybe seven
In walked Captain Farrell
I chomped up, fired off my pistols
And I'm shotting with both barrels
Mush -a -ring -da -ba -doo -da -ba -da
Work for my radio, work for my radio,
that's whiskey in the jar,
Now some men like the fishin'
and some men like the foalin'
And some men like to hear,
to hear the cannibal rowin'
especially in Molly's chamber
here I am with a ball and a chain
Mush -a -ring -a -ba -do -da -ba -da
there's whiskey in the jar
Mush -a -ring -a -ba -do -da -ba -da
there's whiskey in the jar
