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Another Whisky In The Jar | Highland Saga | Scottish Bagpipe Version [Official Video]
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Highland Saga
Highland Saga
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tomás McCarthy
Tomás McCarthy
Lyrics
Ulysses MacKenzie
Ulysses MacKenzie
Arranger
Corvin Bahn
Corvin Bahn
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ulrich Lautenschläger
Ulrich Lautenschläger
Producer
Corvin Bahn
Corvin Bahn
Engineer
Benjamin Lawrenz
Benjamin Lawrenz
Mastering Engineer
Kevin Burleigh
Kevin Burleigh
Engineer

Lyrics

As I was going over The far famed Kerry Mountains I met with captain Farrell And his money he was counting I first produced me pistol And I then produced me rapier Saying stand and deliver For you are a bold deceiver Musha ring dumma do dumma da Whack fol de daddy-o Whack fol de daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar I counted out his money And it made a pretty penny I put it in me pocket And I took it home to Jenny She sighed and she swore That she never would deceive me But the devil take the women For they never can be easy Musha ring dumma do dumma da Whack fol de daddy-o Whack fol de daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar I went up to my chamber All for to take a slumber I dreamt of golden jewel And for sure it was no wonder But Jenny drew me charges And she filled them up with water Then sent for captain Farrell To be ready for the slaughter Musha ring dumma do dumma da Whack fol de daddy-o Whack fol de daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar It was early in the morning Just before I rose to travel Up comes a band of footmen And likewise captain Farrell I first produced me pistol For she'd stolen away me rapier But I couldn't shoot the water So a prisoner I was taken Musha ring dumma do dumma da Whack fol de daddy-o Whack fol de daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar Now there's some take delight In the carriages a-rollin' And others take delight In the hurley and the bowlin' But I take delight In the juice of the barley And courtin' pretty fair maids In the morning bright and early Musha ring dumma do dumma da Whack fol de daddy-o Whack fol de daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar If anyone can aid me 'Tis my brother in the army If I can find a station In Cork or in Killarney And if he'll go with me We'll go roaming in Kilkenny And I'm sure he'll treat me better Than me only sporting Jenny Musha ring dumma do dumma da Whack fol de daddy-o Whack fol de daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar Musha ring dumma do dumma da Whack fol de daddy-o Whack fol de daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar
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