THIN LIZZY – WHISKEY IN THE JAR


THIN LIZZY – WHISKEY IN THE JAR

 

We ‘re very proud of our heritage of hosting great bands before they made it big so it is a real joy to remain great friends with Phillo’s mum Philomela Lynott. She has very kindly given us some great memorabilia which we very proudly display. A pint in Slattery’s Bar has to be a part of any rock tour of Dublin.

 

Thin Lizzy – Whiskey In The Jar Lyrics

As I was goin’ over the Cork and Kerry mountains.
I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was countin’.
I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier.
I said stand o’er and deliver or the devil he may take ya.Musha ring dumb a do dumb a da.
Whack for my daddy-o,
Whack 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 for you know she tricked me easy.Musha ring dumb a do dumb a da.
Whack for my daddy-o,
Whack for my daddy-o.
There’s whiskey in the jar-o.Being drunk and weary I went to Molly’s chamber.
Takin’ my money with me and I never knew the danger.
For about six or maybe seven in walked Captain Farrell.
I jumped up, fired off my pistols and I shot him with both barrels.Musha ring dumb a do dumb a da.
Whack for my daddy-o,
Whack for my daddy-o.
There’s whiskey in the jar-o.Now some men like the fishin’ and some men like the fowlin’,
And some men like ta hear a cannon ball a roarin’.
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.

Musha ring dumb a do dumb a da.
Whack for my daddy-o,
Whack for my daddy-o.
There’s whiskey in the jar-o.

And I got drunk on whiskey-o
And I love, I love, I love, I love, I love, I love my Molly-o.

Songwriters: LYNOTT, PHILIP PARRIS / BELL, ERIC / DOWNEY, BRIAN MICHAEL / DP,
Whiskey In The Jar lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Brian with Philomena Lynott

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