Song Lyrics
i dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure it was no wonder
It was early in the morning, said stand and deliver Whiskey, as i was going over the far famed kerry mountains
Now some men take delight in the drinking and the roving, and i swear he ll treat me better than me darling sportling jenny
and courting pretty fair maids in the morning bright and early
but jenny took my charges and she filled them up with water
Said stand and deliver, there s whiskey in the jar, the guards were all around me and likewise captain farrel
All for to take a slumber, whack for the daddy ol Dubliners, all for to take a slumber
But i take delight in the juice of the barley, said stand and deliver
I met with captain farrell and his money he was counting, and it made a pretty penny
I put it in my pocket and i took it home to jenny, but the devil take the women
As i rose up for travel, i first produced my pistol The, now some men take delight in the drinking and the roving
Now some men take delight in the drinking and the roving, i first produced my pistol, i put it in my pocket and i took it home to jenny
We ll go roving near kilkenny, that she never would deceive me, the guards were all around me and likewise captain farrel
For they never can be easy, then sent for captain farrel to be ready for the slaughter Jar, i first produced my pistol
And courting pretty fair maids in the morning bright and early, she said and she swore In, that she never would deceive me
i met with captain farrell and his money he was counting
For i am a bold deceiver, if i can find his station down in cork or in killarney
there s whiskey in the jar
I put it in my pocket and i took it home to jenny, i first produced my pistol Whiskey, for she stole away my rapier
And i swear he ll treat me better than me darling sportling jenny, it s my brother in the army
For i am a bold deceiver, for they never can be easy, but others take delight in the gambling and the smoking
but others take delight in the gambling and the smoking
but others take delight in the gambling and the smoking
Then sent for captain farrel to be ready for the slaughter, musha ring dumma do damma da whack for the daddy ol Whiskey, and if he ll come and save me
I first produced my pistol, and i swear he ll treat me better than me darling sportling jenny
But i take delight in the juice of the barley, i put it in my pocket and i took it home to jenny