Luyện nghe bài hát Whiskey In the Jar

As I was goin' the Cottondale mountains
I saw Captain and his money he was countin'
I first produced my pistol and produced my rapier
So up and deliver or the devil he may take ya

dum a doo dum a di
Whack for my
for my daddy-o
There's in the jar

I took all of his money, it was a pretty
I took all of his and brought it home to Molly
She that she'd love me, never would she leave me
But the devil take this for you know she conned me easy

dum a doo dum a di
Whack for my
Whack for my
whiskey in the jar

Being drunk and weary I went to chamber
I took my money me, I didn't know the danger
For about six or seven in walks Captain Farrell
I jumped up with my pistol and I shot him with barrels

Now some men like the fishin' and men like the fowlin'
And some men like ta a cannon ball a roarin'
Me I like sleepin' specially in my chamber
Here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and yeah

dum a doo dum a di
Whack for my
for my daddy-o
There's in the jar

dum a doo dum a di
Whack for my
Whack for my
There's in the jar

dum a doo dum a di
Whack for my
Whack for my
whiskey in the jar