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Whiskey in the Jar 2
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Originally recorded for A Faire to Remember. Remastered for The Holy Grail of Irish Drinking Songs.
mandolin autoharp recorde
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The Original Celtic Renaissance duo from Austin, TX! Called Masters of Traditional Folk by The Austin Chronicle, Marc Gunn and Andrew McKee join the autoharp, r
We are the Brobdingnagian Bards (pronounced brAHb'ding-näg-EE-en). We perform a unique style of Celtic folk music that we like to call "a Renaissance in Celtic music" or "The Original Celtic Renaissance. Ask our fans though, and they'll tell you our music is just plain "fun!" With six studio albums completed in just five years, combined with ten other compilations, singles and EPs, we've been called one of the most-productive Celtic groups around. But we just love playing the music.
Song Info
Genre
World • Traditional Celtic
Charts
Peak #153
Peak in subgenre #10
Author
words and music Traditional
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Gunn-McKee
Uploaded
October 27, 2006
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MP3 2.8 MB • 128 kbps • 3:03
Story behind the song
Great pub sing-a-long about a man who robs Captain Farrell on the road. He brings the money home and shows it to his love, Jenny. Then while he's sleeping, his love takes his money and tells Captain Farrell where to find him. Metallica covered it in 1999 based on a version by Thin Lizzy.
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As I was going over the far famed Kerry mountains I met with captain Farrell and his money he was counting. I first produced my pistol, and then produced my rapier. Said stand and deliver, for I am a bold deceiver, musha ring dumma do damma da whack for the daddy 'ol whack for the daddy 'ol there's whiskey in the jar I counted out his money, and it made a pretty penny. I put it in my pocket and I took it home to Jenny. She said and she swore, that she never would deceive me, but the devil take the women, for they never can be easy I went into my chamber, all for to take a slumber, I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure it was no wonder. But Jenny took my charges and she filled them up with water, Then sent for captain Farrel to be ready for the slaughter. It was early in the morning, as I rose up for travel, The guards were all around me and likewise captain Farrel. I first produced my pistol, for she stole away my rapier, But I couldn't shoot the water so a prisoner I was taken. If anyone can aid me, it's my brother in the army, If I can find his station down in Cork or in Killarney. And if he'll come and save me, we'll go roving near Kilkenny, And I swear he'll treat me better than me darling sportling Jenny Now some men take delight in the drinking and the roving, But others take delight in the gambling and the smoking. But I take delight in the juice of the barley, And courting pretty fair maids in the morning bright and early
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