Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Whiskey In The Jar

Well did a little creative work for a few of the folk here at the office... who said doing a bit of writing was difficult - I did! Anyhow, ended up with a bottle of Famous Grouse, my poison of choice as payment for services rendered.

This led to a few drinks last night before watching Spurs take on AC Milan. After little sleep the night before, I only managed to half time. Pity really as the game got really interesting in the second half.

So I'm kinda glad I got the chance to chill last night. Feeling much better for it this morning after a good nights rest. So after a pretty good night last night, I'm up to do it again this evening. And that in mind leaves me with the same tune that was in my head as I came into work this morning, "Whiskey in the Jar" (although must confess I do like the Metallica version over the Thin Lizzy one - originally recorded by The Dubliners though)

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 and deliver or the devil he may take ya.

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 that woman, yeah for you know she tricked me easy.

Musha ring dum a do 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.
Takin' money with me but I never knew the danger.
For about six or maybe seven, yeah in walks Captain Farrell.
I jumped up, fired my pistols and I shot him with both barrels.

Musha ring dum a do dum a da.
Whack for my daddy-o,
Whack for my daddy-o.
There's whiskey in the jar-o.

Now some men like the fishin' some men like the fowlin',
Some men like ta hear, ta hear the cannon ball a roarin'.
Me? I like sleepin' especially in my Molly's chamber.
But here I am in prison, here I am with ball and chain, yeah.

Musha ring dum a do dum a da.
Whack for my daddy-o,
Whack for my daddy-o.
There's whiskey in the jar-o yeah.

Whiskey in the jar-o.

Musha ring dum a do dum a da,
Musha ring dum a do dum a da hey,
Musha ring dum a do dum a da,
Musha ring dum a do dum a da hey,


I guess sometimes it's better to just stay at home and enjoy a whiskey or two.

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