
WHISHEY IN THE JAR - NORDIC DARK FOLK VERSION
A brooding and raw reinterpretation of the Irish folk classic - sung with deep, earthy vocals and wrapped in a haunting northern atmosphere.
Inspired by the stormy coasts and candlelit tales of betrayal, this version tells the story of love, greed, and downfall like never before.
- Sung by a bearded voice from the Nordic wild
- With raw acoustuc power and mystical darkness
- Set to visuals that echo storm, stone, and sorrow
LYRICS:
WHISKEY IN THE JAR
(Verse 1)
As I was walking over
The hills of Cork and Kerry
I met a certain captain
Counting coins he meant to carry
I reached into my coat
And drew my trusted sabre
I cried, "Hand it over now, or fate shall do you no favor"
(Chorus)
Musha rin dum-a do, dum-a da
Whack for my laddie-oh
Whack for my laddie-oh
There's whiskey in the jar-oh
(Verse 2)
I took his weight in silver
A fortune full and gleaming
I brought it home to Molly
Who swore she'd never leave me
She said she'd stand beside me
Forever strong and steady
But the devil take that promise
She turned as soon as ready
(Chorus)
🎶 Musha rin dum-a do, dum-a da
Whack for my laddie-oh
Whack for my laddie-oh
There's whiskey in the jar-oh
(Verse 3)
While drunk and barely standing
I slipped into her chamber
I thought her arms would shield me
But I'd forgotten danger
For just before the morning
In stormed that bitter captain
I leapt up with my pistols
And let them both be crackin'
(Chorus)
Musha rin dum-a do, dum-a da
Whack for my laddie-oh
Whack for my laddie-oh
There's whiskey in the jar-oh
(Bridge)
Some men chase the river
Some chase birds in the heather
Some ride to the battlefield
To feel the clash and thunder
But I’d rather lie beside her
Safe beneath the covers
Now I sit in shackles
With regrets that pull me under
(Final Chorus)
Musha rin dum-a do, dum-a da
Whack for my laddie-oh
Whack for my laddie-oh
There's whiskey in the jar-oh
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