Whiskey In The Jar — текст песни (Pulp)

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.....