Greenfields Együttes - Whisky in the Jar dalszöveg (lyrics)
[Greenfields Együttes - Whisky in the Jar dalszöveg lyrics]
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
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