Luyện nghe bài hát Gilgarra Mountain

As I was a goin' over Mountain
I spied Farrell and his money he was countin'
First I me pistols, and then I drew me a rapier, sayin'
"Stand and for I am your bold deceiver"

duram da
Whack fol the O
Whack fol the O
whiskey in the jar

He counted out his and it made a pretty penny
I put in me to take home to darlin' Jenny
She sighed and swore she loved me and would deceive me
But the devil take the women for always lie so easy

duram da
Whack fol the O
fol the daddy O
Theres in the jar

I went into me chamber a'for to take a
To dream of and girls and of course it was no wonder
Me Jenny took me charges and she them up with water
on Colonel Farrell to get ready for the slaughter

Mush-a-ring-um da
Whack fol the O
Whack fol the O
Theres in the jar

Next mornin' early before I rose to
Up a band of footmen and likewise Colonel Farrell
I goes to me pistol for she'd stole away me rapier
But a prisoner I was taken, I couldn't shoot the

duram da
Whack fol the O
Whack fol the O
Theres in the jar

put me into jail with the judge all a-writin'
"Robbin' Colonel Farrell on Mountain."
But they didn't take me so I knocked the jailer down
And bid a farewell to this tight-fisted

Mush-a-ring-um da
Whack fol the O
Whack fol the O
whiskey in the jar

I'd like to find me brother, the one in the army
I don't know where stationed, in Cork or in Killarney
Together we'd go roamin' over the mountains of
And I swear treat me fairer than me darlin' sportin' Jenny

Mush-a-ring-um da
Whack fol the O
Whack fol the O
whiskey in the jar

There's some takes delight in the carriages and
And takes delight in the hurlin' or the bowlin'
But I takes delight in the juice of the
Courtin' pretty in the mornin' oh so early

duram da
Whack fol the O
Whack fol the O
whiskey in the jar