text: 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 oer 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
  Theres 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 shed 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
  Theres whiskey in the jar-o
  Being drunk and weary I went to Mollys 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
  Theres 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 especially in my Mollys 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
  Theres 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