G Bm
As I was goin over the cork and kerry mountains
C G
I saw captain farrell and his money he was countin
Bm
I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier
C G
I said stand and deliver or the devil he may take ya
D C
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
G F Em G F Em G
Theres whiskey in the jar-o
Bm
I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny
C G
I took all of his money and I brought it home to molly
Bm
She swore that shed love me, never would she leave me
C G
But the devil take that woman for you know she tricked me easy
Chorus
Solo
Bm
Being drunk and weary I went to mollys chamber
C G
Takin my money with me and I never knew the danger
Bm
For about six or maybe seven in walked captain farrell
C G
I jumped up, fired off my pistols and I shot him with both barrels
Chorus
G Bm
Now some men like the fishin and some men like the fowlin
C G
And some men like ta hear a cannon ball a roarin
Bm
Me I like sleepin specially in my mollys chamber
C G
But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain yeah