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As I was a goin' over the cork and Kerry mountains I saw a captain Farrell and his money he was counting I first produced my pistols and I then produced my rapier Saying "Stand there or deliver" for the devil he may take you. Chorus: Must you ring dum-a do dum-a dai 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 loved me, never would she leave me But the devil take their women, for she know she treat me easy (Chorus) Round-about six, so maybe seven In walked Captain Ferrell, I jumped up followed my pistol And I shot him with both barrels (Chorus) Some men like the fishin', some men like the fowlin' Some men like to hear, the canon ball a-rollin' Me, I like sleeping, specially in my Molly's chamber Here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain, yeah (Chorus x2) |