WHISKEY IN THE JAR : COUNTRY COVER, (with subtitles) "Whiskey in the jar", "country cover" скачать в хорошем качестве

WHISKEY IN THE JAR : COUNTRY COVER, (with subtitles) "Whiskey in the jar", "country cover"

Her Best Country Covers / Her Top Country Versions / Sus Mejores Versiones Country SUBSCRIBE HERE:    / @krisenka     / krisenkafinley   (Lyrics below / letras más abajo) Please, SUBSCRIBE my YOUTUBE channel and LIKE my FACEBOOKK page to keep in contact. Many other videos are coming soon... Sorry and be patient with the ads. All my music is free for you, I'd just love you to be patient and considerate. MANY THANKS. Country cover of the traditional Irish song, Whiskey in the Jar, by the Spanish singer-songwriter Krisenka Finley. Metallica, Thin Lizzy, The Irish Rovers, Gary More, The Dubliners, even Elvis Presley sings a cover version of it. Each one in their style, I hope you enjoy the country style of this Spanish teacher and singer-songwriter, Krisenka. LYRICS: As I was going over the far famed Kerry mountains, I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was counting. I first produced me pistol, and then produced me rapier, Saying stand and deliver for I am a bold deceiver. Musha ring daba dum daba da Whack fol the daddy o Whack fol the daddy o There's whiskey in the jar I counted out his money and it made a pretty penny, I put it in me pocket and I brought it to my Jenny. She said and she swore that she never would deceave me, But the devil take the women for they never can be easy. Chorus I went up to me chamber for to take a slumber I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure it was no wonder, But Jenny drew my charges and she filled them up with water, And sent for Captain Farrel, to be ready for the slaughter. Chorus 'Twas early in the morning before I rose to travel, The guards were all around me and likewise was Captain Farrell; I first produced my pistol, for she stole away my rapier But I couldn't shoot the water, so a prisoner I was taken. Chorus And if anyone can aid me, it's my brother in the army, If I could find his station in Cork or in Killarney. If he ride with me we'd go stumbling in Kilkenny, And I'm sure he'd treat me better than my darling sporting Jenny. Chorus