Whiskey In The Jar
Metallica« Whiskey In The Jar » est une chanson de Metallica, 1998, Pop. La chanson dure 4:36, 33 lines / 281 words.
Paroles
0:15As I was going over the Cork and Kerry mountains
0:22I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was counting
0:29I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier
0:38I said Stand and deliver or the devil he may take ya
0:58I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny
1:05I took all of his money and I brought it home to Molly
1:13She swore that shed love me no never would she leave me
1:20But the devil take that woman for you know she tricked me easy
1:27Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
1:31Whack for my daddy-o
1:35Whack for my daddy-o
1:39Theres whiskey in the jar-o
1:56Being drunk and weary I went to Mollys chamber
2:03Taking my money with me and I never knew the danger
2:10For about six or maybe seven in walked Captain Farrell
2:18I jumped up fired off my pistols and I shot him with both barrels
2:24Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
2:29Whack for my daddy-o
2:33Whack for my daddy-o
2:36Theres whiskey in the jar-o
3:41Now some men like the fishing and some men like the fowling
3:48And some men like to hear to hear the cannon ball roaring
3:55Me I like sleeping specially in my Mollys chamber
4:03But here I am in prison here I am with a ball and chain yeah
4:09Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
4:14Whack for my daddy-o
4:17Whack for my daddy-o
4:21Theres whiskey in the jar-o
4:24Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
4:28Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
4:30Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
4:33Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
4:36END END
As I was going over the Cork and Kerry mountains I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was counting 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 shed love me no never would she leave me But the devil take that woman for you know she tricked me easy Musha ring dum a doo dum a da Whack for my daddy-o Whack for my daddy-o Theres whiskey in the jar-o Being drunk and weary I went to Mollys chamber Taking 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 Theres whiskey in the jar-o Now some men like the fishing and some men like the fowling And some men like to hear to hear the cannon ball roaring Me I like sleeping specially in my Mollys 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 Theres whiskey in the jar-o Musha ring dum a doo dum a da Musha ring dum a doo dum a da Musha ring dum a doo dum a da Musha ring dum a doo dum a da END END
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