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Вольный перевод старинной народной
ирландской песни Whiskey in the Jar
(вариант текста группы Metallica)

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 yeah I brought it home to Molly
She swore that she`d love me, never would she leave me
But the devil take that woman for you know she treat 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
Takin` 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

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

Now some men like the fishin` and some men like the fowlin`
And some men like ta hear, ta hear cannon ball a roarin`
Me I like sleepin` specially in my Molly`s chamber
But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain yeah

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
Whiskey in the jar-o
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da