Greenfields Együttes - Whisky in the Jar

As I roved over the Kilkenny mountains
I met the Captain Farrell and his money he was counting
I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier
Saying ‘Stand and deliver for I’m a bold deceiver’
Say ringa-loora-la...

Well he counted out his money and it made a pretty penny
I put it in my pockets and I took it to my Jenny
Oh she swore in her heart that she never would deceive me
But the devil take the women! For they never can be easy

Well I went to Jenny’s chamber just to take a little slumber
I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure it was no wonder
But Jenny drew my charges and she filled them up with water
And she fetched the Captain Farrell
to get ready for the slaughter

It was early in the morning I was rising from my napping
I behold a band of footmen and the mighty handsome Captain
I then produced my pistol for she stole away my rapier
But I couldn’t shoot the water so a prisoner I was taken

And if anyone can help me it’s my brother in the army
If I could learn his station it’s in Cork or in Killarney
And if he’d come and join me we’d go rovin’ in Kilkenny
I’m sure he’d treat me fairer than my darling sporting Jenny