Metallica Whiskey In The Jar текст: As I was goin' over the Cork and Kerry mountains / I saw Captain Farrel There's whiskey in the jar. He counted out his money and it made a pretty penny; I put it in my pocket to take home to ' jenny. She sighed and swore she loved me and never would deceive me, But the devil take the women, for they always lie so easy! Musha ringum duram da I went into me chamber all for to take a slumber, Order takeaway and delivery at Whiskey in the Jar, Wroclaw with Tripadvisor: See 4,814 unbiased reviews of Whiskey in the Jar, ranked #3 on Tripadvisor among 1,190 restaurants in Wroclaw. Supporting Kiss & Motley CrueAllphones Area, Sydney9th March 2013Check out my Hall of Fame here - https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLaulJPn4cBT6becfU1tz Wack for my daddy oh, wack for my daddy oh. There's whiskey in the jar oh. I took on all his money and it was a pretty penny. I took on all his money and I brought it home to Molly. She swore that Vay Tiền Trả Góp Theo Tháng Chỉ Cần Cmnd Hỗ Trợ Nợ Xấu. Home » Artiesten » M » Metallica » Whiskey In The Jar As I was goin' over The Cork and Kerry Mountains I saw Captain Farrell And his money, he was countin' I first produced my pistol And then produced my ... Writers: Traditional , Brian Michael Downey , Eric Bell , Philip Parris Lynott Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group , Songtrust Ave , BMG Rights Management Lyrics licensed by LyricFind Kiedy szedłem przez góry Cork i Kerry Zobaczyłem Kapitana Farrella liczącego swoje pieniądze Zrobiłem najpierw pistolet, a potem rapier Krzyknąłem: "Wyskakuj z kasy albo poślę Cię do diabła! " Zabrałem mu całą kasę, a było tego trochę Zabrałem całą kasę i przyniosłem do domu, do Molly Przysięgała że mnie kocha, że nigdy mnie nie opuści, Ale niech diabli wezmą tę kobietę, bo łatwo mnie oszukała! … Wypij za mojego starego Wypij za mojego starego, Whiskey w słoiku. Pijany i zmęczony, poszedłem do komnaty Molly Pieniądze miałem ze sobą, nie zdawałem sobie sprawy z zagrożenia O szóstej, może siódmej, wszedł Kapitan Farrell Zerwałem się, wystrzeliłem z pistoletów i wymierzyłem w niego obiema lufami. … Wypij za mojego starego Wypij za mojego starego, Whiskey w słoiku. Wiecie, niektórzy lubią łowić ryby, inni polować na ptaki, A jeszcze inni lubią słuchać ryku armat, A ja lubię spać, szczególnie u mojej Molly, Ale teraz siedzę w pudle, z kulą na łańcuchu u nogi. … Wypij za mojego starego Wypij za mojego starego, Jest Whiskey w słoiku Whiskey w słoiku. … Wyślij Niestety coś poszło nie tak, spróbuj później. Treść poprawki musi być wypełniona. Dziękujemy za wysłanie poprawki. Whiskey in the Jar Lyrics[Outro]And I got drunk on whiskey-oAnd I loved, I loved, I lovedI loved, I loved, I loved my Molly-oAnd cheerio FarrellAnd I'll burn it downThat dirty ol' townHow to Format Lyrics:Type out all lyrics, even if it’s a chorus that’s repeated throughout the songThe Section Header button breaks up song sections. Highlight the text then click the linkUse Bold and Italics only to distinguish between different singers in the same “Verse 1: Kanye West, Jay-Z, Both”Capitalize each lineTo move an annotation to different lyrics in the song, use the [...] menu to switch to referent editing modeAboutA traditional Irish song believed to have originated in the 1600’s, with numerous versions in many languages. The bands uses double lead guitars, giving the tune a very distinct “Thin Lizzy” sound. One of the more famous version is by Metallica – There are also many versions of the lyrics Ask us a question about this song Whiskey in the jar - traditional Whiskey in the jar - traditional 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 I then produced my rapier I said stand or deliver or the devil he may take ya Musha ring dum a do dum a da. Whack for my daddy-o, Whack for my daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar-o 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 she loved me never would she leave me But the devil take that woman for you know she tricked me easy Chorus Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber takin' my Molly 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. Chorus Now some men like the fishin' and some men like the fowlin', And some men like ta hear, the cannon ball a roarin'. Me? I like sleepin' especially in my Molly's chamber. But here I am in prison, here I am with ball and chain, yeah.

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