Chorus:
Whiskey, you're the devil, you're leadin' me astray
Over hills and mountains and to Americae
You're sweeter, stronger, decenter, you're spunkier 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 tithery eye the doodelum the da
Me tithery eye the doodelum the da,
Me rikes fall tour a laddie oh
There's whiskey in the jar. Hey!
Chorus:
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
Chorus:
The French are fighting boldly,
men dying hot and coldly
Gives ev'ry man his flask of powder,
his farlock on his shoulder
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