Luyện nghe bài hát Whisky In The Jar

As I was goin'
The Cork and Mountains
I saw Farrell
And his money, he was
I first my pistol
And produced my rapier
I said, "Stand and or the devil he may take ya"

I all of his money
And it was a pretty
I all of his money,
Yeah, and I brought it home to
She that she loved me,
No, would she leave me
But the take that woman,
Yeah, for you know she me easy

rain dum a doo, dum a da
for my daddy, oh
for my daddy, oh
There's in the jar, oh

drunk and weary
I to Molly's chamber
Molly with me
But I never the danger
For six or maybe seven,
Yeah, in walked Farrell
I jumped up, my pistols
And I shot him with barrels

Yeah, musha dum a doo, dum a da, ha, yeah
for my daddy, oh
for my daddy, oh
There's in the jar, oh

Yeah, whiskey, yo,
Oh, oh,
Oh, oh,

Now men like a fishin'
But some men like the
Some men to hear,
To the cannonball roarin'
Me, I sleepin',
in my Molly's chamber
But I am in prison,
Here I am a ball and chain, yeah

rain dum a doo, dum a da, heh, heh
for my daddy, oh
for my daddy, oh
There's whiskey in the jar, oh,
in the jar, oh

Musha dum a doo, dum a da
Musha dum a doo, dum a da, hey
rain dum a doo, dum a da
Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da,