Whiskey In The Jar

Pulp · Other Songs - Pulp

As I was goin' over the Cork and Kerry mountains

I met Captain Farrell and his money he was countin'

I first produced my pistol and then produced my wager

I said stand and deliver or the devil he may take ya

(Chorus)

Oh ring dum a doo dum a da

Wept for my daddy-o

Wept for my daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar-o

I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny

I took all of his money and I brought it home to Molly

She swore that she'd love me, never would she leave me

But the devil take that woman 'cause you know she tricked me easy

(chorus)

Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber

I lay down on the bed and I never knew the danger

For about six or maybe seven in walked Captain Farrell

I jumped up grabbed hold my pistols and I shot him with both barrels

(chorus)

Now some men like fishin' and some men like a fowlin'

And some men like ta hear a cannon ball a rollin'

But me, I like sleepin' specially in my Molly's chamber

But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain yeah

(chorus)

Whiskey In The Jar

Pulp's rendition of the traditional folk standard "Whiskey In The Jar" showcases the band's ability to reinterpret classic material through their distinctive Britpop lens. While the song is a staple of Irish and British folk music, Pulp's version injects the characteristic wit and observational storytelling found throughout Jarvis Cocker's songwriting. This recording aligns with the band's broader discography, which often balances sharp social commentary with melodic accessibility. The track serves as a reminder of the group's versatility, moving beyond their signature 1990s hits to engage with enduring musical traditions. By covering such a well-known piece, Pulp demonstrates their deep connection to the wider landscape of English rock and folk, offering a fresh perspective on a timeless narrative without relying on the specific lyrical hooks that define their original compositions.