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 rapier 
I said stand and deliver or the devil he may take ya 

Musha ring dum a doo 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'd love me, never would she leave me 
But the devil take that woman for you know she treat me easy 

Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber 
Takin' my money 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 

Now some men like the fishin' and some men like the fowlin'