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🎻 Whiskey in the Jar – Irish Folk Party Classic 🍻
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Raise your glass to “Whiskey in the Jar” – a bold and rowdy Irish folk anthem filled with rebellion, betrayal, and the irresistible pull of gold and whiskey. 🥃

🔥 This energetic rendition reimagines the timeless ballad with a fresh bardic voice and driving rhythm – perfect for any Celtic celebration.

🎶 Part of: Irish Folk & Bardic Tunes – Vol. 02
🎧 Release Date: July 4, 2025
💿 Available on: Spotify, Apple Music, Deezer, Amazon Music

✨ Perfect for fans of:
Irish Folk • Celtic Music • Pub Songs • Drinking Ballads • Rebellious Anthems

📝 Lyrics (excerpt):

I took his weight in silver,
A fortune full and gleaming
I brought it home to Molly
Who swore she'd never leave me…

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📜 FULL LYRICS:
(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...

(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)

(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...

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