Luyện nghe bài hát Whiskey in The Jar

I was over gilgarra mountain
I met captain farrell, and his money he was countin'.
First I drew my and then I drew my rapier,
Sayin' "stand and deliver, for I am your deceiver."
Musha duram da,
fol the daddy-o,
fol the daddy-o,
There's in the jar.
He counted out his money and it made a penny;
I put it in my to take home to ' jenny.
She and swore she loved me and never would deceive me,
But the devil take the women, for they lie so easy!
Musha ringum da
I went into me all for to take a slumber,
To dream of gold and girls, and of course it was no
Me jenny took me charges and she them up with water,
on captain farrell to get ready for the slaughter.
Musha duram da
Next early, before I rose for travel,
Up a band of footmen and likewise captain farrell.
I goes to my pistol, for she'd stole away my rapier,
But I couldn't shoot for water, so a prisoner I was
Musha duram da
put me into jail with a judge all a-writin':
For robbin' colonel on gilgarra mountain.
But they didn't take me fists and I the jailer down
And bid me a farewell to this town.

Musha duram da
I'd like to find me brother, the one in the army;
I don't know where he's stationed, be it or in killarney.
Together we'd go o'er the mountains of kilkenny,
And I he'd treat me fairer than my darlin' sportin' jenny!

ringum duram da
There's some takes delight in the carriages and rollin',
Some that delight in the hurley or the bollin',
But I delight in the juice of the barley,
pretty maids in the mornin', o so early!
Musha duram da