Now,
you know,
the thing is,
if you don't know the choruses,
mumble them.
Get on your own church.
* about, you know.
That's it.
Build it out.
If you don't know the words,
take off your shoes and hum.
Join us.
Now,
come on to one of my favourite topics.
Whiskey.
Oh!
Whiskey, son,
spunkier than tea.
Oh, whiskey, are me darling, drunk or sober.
Now brave boys are on for marching to Portugal and Spain.
Drums a-beating,
burners flying,
devil's home we'll see tonight,
and love fare thee well.
With a tithery, ah me do, me dah, me dah.
With a tithery, ah me do, me dah, me dah.
Would me rightful do,
little laddie,
oh,
there's whiskey in the jar.
Oh,
whiskey,
you're the devil,
you're leading me astray.
Over hills and mountains and to America.
You're sweet, you're strong, you're decent,
spunkier than tea.
Oh, whiskey, are me darling, drunk or sober.
Says the mother,
don't you wrong me,
don't take me daughter from me.
If you do, I will torment you after death.
Me ghost will haunt you, love fare thee well.
With a tithery, ah me do, me dah, me dah.
With a tithery, ah me do, me dah, me dah.
Would me rightful do,
little laddie,
oh,
there's whiskey in the jar.
Oh,
whiskey,
you're the devil,
you're leading me astray.
Over hills and mountains and to America.
You're sweet, you're strong, you're decent,
you're spunkier than tea.
Oh, whiskey, are me darling, drunk or sober.
Oh,
whiskey,
you're the devil,
you're leading me astray.
Over hills and mountains and to America.
You're sweet, you're strong, you're decent,
you're spunkier than tea.
Oh, whiskey, are me darling, drunk or sober.
Now the French are fighting boldly,
dying hot and coldly.
Give every man his flask of powder and
his friend in locker or his shoulder lock.
Fare thee well.
With a tithery, ah me do, me dah, me dah.
With a tithery, ah me do, me dah, me dah.
Would me rightful do,
little laddie,
oh,
there's whiskey in the jar.
Oh,
whiskey,
you're the devil,
you're leading me astray.
Over hills and mountains and to America.
You're sweet, you're strong, you're decent,
you're spunkier than tea.
Oh, whiskey, are me darling, drunk or sober.
Oh,
whiskey,
you're the devil,
you're leading me astray.