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Kilgary Mountain / (Whisky in the jar)
- As I was going over the Kilgary Mountain,
I met with Colonel Pepper and his money he was countin'.
I rattled me pistols and I drew forth me saber,
Sayin' stand and deliver for I am the bold receiver.
Musha rigum da rumda - wack fol the daddy oh,
wack fol the daddy oh - there's whisky in the jar.
- The shining golden coins did look so bright and jolly
I took ´em with me home and I brought ´em to me Molly
She promised and she vowed that she'll never would deceive me
But the devil take the women for they never can be easy.
- When I was awakened between six and seven
The guards were all around me in numbers odd and even,
I flew for me pistols, but alas, I was mistaken
For Molly´d drawn me pistols and a prisoner I was taken.
- They put me into jail without a judge or writin'
For robbing Colonel Pepper on Kilgary Mountain.
But they didn't tie me fists so I knocked the sentry down,
And bid a fond farewell to the jail in Sligo town.
- Now, some take delight in fishin´ and bowlin´,
And others take delight in their carriages rolling,
But I take delight in the juice of the barley,
And courtin´ pretty fair maids in the mornin´ bright and early.
Quelle : trad. Irland, ca. 1870
As sung by Henry / Schlagsaite on Tape: Fun-Folk
© Sammlung : Susanne Kalweit (Kiel)
Layout : Henry Kochlin (Schwerin)
aktualisiert am 23.03.2000