Whiskey, you're the devil, you're leadin' me astray,
Over hills and mountains and to Americae;
You're sweeter, stronger, decenter, you're s****ier than tae,
O whiskey, you're my darlin' drunk or sober.
Oh, now, brave boys, we're on the march and off to Portugal and Spain,
The drums are beating, banners flying, the devil ahome will come tonight;
Love, fare thee well, with me t**hery eye the doodelum the da,
Me t**hery eye the doodelum the da, me rikes fall tour a laddie oh;
There's whiskey in the jar. Hey!
Whiskey, you're the devil, you're leadin' me astray,
Over hills and mountains and to Americae;
You're sweeter, stronger, decenter, you're s****ier than tae,
O whiskey, you're my darlin' drunk or sober.
Said the mother: "Do not wrong me, don't take my daughter from me;
For if you do I will torment you, and after death a ghost will haunt you."
Love, fare thee well, with me t**hery eye the doodelum the da,
Me t**hery eye the doodelum the da, me rikes fall tour a laddie oh;
There's whiskey in the jar. Hey!
Whiskey, you're the devil, you're leadin' me astray,
Over hills and mountains and to Americae;
You're sweeter, stronger, decenter, you're s****ier than tae,
O whiskey, you're my darlin' drunk or sober.
The French are fighting boldly, men dying hot and coldy;
Gives ev'ry man his flask of powder, his farlock on his shoulder.
Love, fare thee well, with me t**hery eye the doodelum the da,
Me t**hery eye the doodelum the da, me rikes fall tour a laddie oh;
There's whiskey in the jar. Hey!
Whiskey, you're the devil, you're leadin' me astray,
Over hills and mountains and to Americae;
You're sweeter, stronger, decenter, you're s****ier than tae,
O whiskey, you're my darlin' drunk or sober.
Whiskey, you're the devil, you're leadin' me astray,
Over hills and mountains and to Americae;
You're sweeter, stronger, decenter, you're s****ier than tae,
O whiskey, you're my darlin' drunk or sober.
Over hills and mountains and to Americae;
You're sweeter, stronger, decenter, you're s****ier than tae,
O whiskey, you're my darlin' drunk or sober.
Oh, now, brave boys, we're on the march and off to Portugal and Spain,
The drums are beating, banners flying, the devil ahome will come tonight;
Love, fare thee well, with me t**hery eye the doodelum the da,
Me t**hery eye the doodelum the da, me rikes fall tour a laddie oh;
There's whiskey in the jar. Hey!
Whiskey, you're the devil, you're leadin' me astray,
Over hills and mountains and to Americae;
You're sweeter, stronger, decenter, you're s****ier than tae,
O whiskey, you're my darlin' drunk or sober.
Said the mother: "Do not wrong me, don't take my daughter from me;
For if you do I will torment you, and after death a ghost will haunt you."
Love, fare thee well, with me t**hery eye the doodelum the da,
Me t**hery eye the doodelum the da, me rikes fall tour a laddie oh;
There's whiskey in the jar. Hey!
Whiskey, you're the devil, you're leadin' me astray,
Over hills and mountains and to Americae;
You're sweeter, stronger, decenter, you're s****ier than tae,
O whiskey, you're my darlin' drunk or sober.
The French are fighting boldly, men dying hot and coldy;
Gives ev'ry man his flask of powder, his farlock on his shoulder.
Love, fare thee well, with me t**hery eye the doodelum the da,
Me t**hery eye the doodelum the da, me rikes fall tour a laddie oh;
There's whiskey in the jar. Hey!
Whiskey, you're the devil, you're leadin' me astray,
Over hills and mountains and to Americae;
You're sweeter, stronger, decenter, you're s****ier than tae,
O whiskey, you're my darlin' drunk or sober.
Whiskey, you're the devil, you're leadin' me astray,
Over hills and mountains and to Americae;
You're sweeter, stronger, decenter, you're s****ier than tae,
O whiskey, you're my darlin' drunk or sober.