Whiskey in the Jar - Metallica

Song Name: Whiskey in the Jar

Artist name: Metallica

Classification: Video and lyrics - rock songs

Duration: 4 minutes and 47 seconds

Lyrics

Letra Traducida

Whiskey in the Jar As I was going over the Cork and Kerry Mountains I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was countin' I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier I said "Stand and deliver or the devil he may take ya" I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny I took all of his money yeah and I brought it home to Molly She swore that she loved me no never would she leave me But the devil take that woman, yeah, for you know she tricked me easy Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da Whack for my daddy-o Whack for my daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar-o Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber Takin' my Molly with me, but I never knew the danger For about six or maybe seven in walked Captain Farrell I jumped up, fired my pistols, and I shot him with both barrels Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da, ha, ya Whack for my daddy-o Whack for my daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar-o Yeah, whiskey, yo, whiskey... Oh-oh, ya Now some men like a fishin', but some men like the fowlin' Some men like to hear, to hear the cannonball a-roarin' 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 Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da, ha, ya Whack for my daddy-o Whack for my daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar-o Whiskey in the jar-o Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da, hey Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da, ya .

Whiskey en el frasco Mientras iba por Las montañas Cork y Kerry Ví al Capitán Farrell Su dinero estaba contando Primero saqué mi pistola Y luego saqué mi espadín Dije "la bolsa o la vida, O el diablo puede llevarte" Tomé todo su dinero Y era un dineral Tomé todo su dinero E hice que Molly se diera cuenta Ella juró que me amaría Que nunca me dajaría Pero que el diablo se lleve a esa mujer Porque sabes que me engaño fácil Estribillo: Interferencias dam a du dam a da Una golpe para mi papá-o Una golpe para mi papá-o Hay whiskey en el frasco-o Estando borracho y cansado Fui al dormitorio de Molly Llevando a Molly conmigo No conocía el peligro Parque a eso de las seis o tal vez las siete Entró el Capitán Farrell Me levante de un salto, disparé mis pistolas Y lo fusilé con los dos cañones (Estribillo) Ahora a algunos hombres les gusta la pesca Y a algunos hombres les gusta la caza Y a algunos hombres les gusta escuchar Escuchar rugir la bala de cañón Pero a mi me gusta dormir Especialmente en el dormitorio de mi Molly Pero aquí estoy, en la carcel Aquí estoy con una bola y una cadena, si

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