If I can find his station in Cork or in Kilarney.ДЄnd if he'll go with me, we'll go rollin' in Kilkenney,ДЄnd I'm sure he'll treat me better than me old miss sportin' Jenny. If there's anyone can aid me, it's me brother in the army, They put me into prison without a judge or jury,ДЇor robbin' Captain Farrell in the mornin' so early.Д«ut they couldn't take my fists, so I knocked down the sentry,ДЄnd bid a fond farewell t that cold penitentiary. I first produced me pistols for she'd stolen away me rapier,Д«ut I couldn't shoot the water, so a prisoner I was taken. Up stepped a band of footmen, and likewise Captain Farrell. It was early in the morning, just before I rose to travel, I dreamed of gold and jewels, and for sure it was no wonder.Д«ut Jenny took me charges and she filled them up with water,ДЄnd sent for Captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter.

I went unto my chamber, all for to take a slumber She sighed and she swore that she never would betray me,Д«ut the devil take the women, for they never can be easy. I put it in my pockets and I took it home to Jenny. Well I counted out his money and it made a pretty penny, Whack for the daddy-o there's whiskey in the jar. Rasha-ring and um dur and um da, whack for the daddy-o Sayin' stand and deliver for you are a bold deceiver. I first produced my pistol and I then produced me rapier, I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was countin'.

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