Luyện nghe bài hát Whiskey in The Jar

As I was goin' over the Cork and Kerry
I saw captain Farrell and his money he was
I first produced my pistol and then my rapier
I said stand o'er and or the devil he may take ya

ring dum a do dum a da
Whack for my
for my daddy-o
There's in the jar-o

I all of his money and it was a pretty penny
I all of his money and I brought it home to Molly
She swore that love me, never would she leave me
But the devil take that woman for you know she me easy

ring dum a do dum a da
Whack for my
Whack for my
There's whiskey in the

Being drunk and I went to Molly's chamber
Takin' my money with me and I never the danger
For about six or maybe seven in walked Farrell
I jumped up, fired off my pistols and I shot him with barrels

ring dum a do dum a da
Whack for my
for my daddy-o
There's in the jar-o

Now men like the fishin' and some men like the fowlin'
And some men like to hear a cannon ball a
Me, I sleepin' specially in my Molly's chamber
But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain,

ring dum a do dum a da
Whack for my
for my daddy-o
There's in the jar-o

And I got drunk on
And I love, I love, I love, I love, I love, I love my
And she wheels a wheelbarrow through dirty old town
Oh a dirty old town