Wiscy

As I was going over the Cork and Kerry mountains

I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was counting

I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier

I said stand and deliver or the devil he may take you

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 would love me, no never would she leave me

But the devil take that woman! yeah for you know she tricked me easy

Musha ring dum a doo dum 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

Take 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

Now some men like the fishing and some men like the fowling

And some men like to hear, to hear cannon ball a roaring

Me? I like sleeping, specially in my Molly's chamber

But here I am in prison! here I am with a ball and chain

Musha ring dum a doo dum a da

Whack for my daddy-o

Whack for my dadd-o

There's whiskey in the jar-o

Metallica, "Whiskey in the Jar"