Ronan Keating: Whiskey In The Jar
Tekst piosenki
Brak wideo
Tekst piosenki
Ronan Keating: Whiskey In The Jar
I was a-goin' over gilgarra mountain
I met with captain farrell, and his money he was countin'.
First I drew my pistols and then I drew my rapier,
Sayin' "stand and deliver, for I am your bold deceiver."
Musha ringum duram da,
Whack fol the daddy-o,
Whack fol the daddy-o,
There's whiskey in the jar.
He counted out his money and it made a pretty penny;
I put it in my pocket to take home to ' jenny.
She sighed and swore she loved me and never would deceive me,
But the devil take the women, for they always lie so easy!
Musha ringum duram da
I went into me chamber all for to take a slumber,
To dream of gold and girls, and of course it was no wonder:
Me jenny took me charges and she filled them up with water,
Called on captain farrell to get ready for the slaughter.
Musha ringum duram da
Next mornin' early, before I rose for travel,
Up came a band of footmen and likewise captain farrell.
I goes to draw my pistol, for she'd stole away my rapier,
But I couldn't shoot for water, so a prisoner I was taken
Musha ringum duram da
They put me into jail with a judge all a-writin':
For robbin' colonel farrell on gilgarra mountain.
But they didn't take me fists and I knocked the jailer down
And bid me a farewell to this tight-fisted town.
Musha ringum duram da
I'd like to find me brother, the one who's in the army;
I don't know where he's stationed, be it cork or in killarney.
Together we'd go roamin' o'er the mountains of kilkenny,
And I swear he'd treat me fairer than my darlin' sportin' jenny!
Musha ringum duram da
There's some that takes delight in the carriages and rollin',
Some that takes delight in the hurley or the bollin',
But I takes delight in the juice of the barley,
Courtin' pretty maids in the mornin', o so early!
Musha ringum duram da
I met with captain farrell, and his money he was countin'.
First I drew my pistols and then I drew my rapier,
Sayin' "stand and deliver, for I am your bold deceiver."
Musha ringum duram da,
Whack fol the daddy-o,
Whack fol the daddy-o,
There's whiskey in the jar.
He counted out his money and it made a pretty penny;
I put it in my pocket to take home to ' jenny.
She sighed and swore she loved me and never would deceive me,
But the devil take the women, for they always lie so easy!
Musha ringum duram da
I went into me chamber all for to take a slumber,
To dream of gold and girls, and of course it was no wonder:
Me jenny took me charges and she filled them up with water,
Called on captain farrell to get ready for the slaughter.
Musha ringum duram da
Next mornin' early, before I rose for travel,
Up came a band of footmen and likewise captain farrell.
I goes to draw my pistol, for she'd stole away my rapier,
But I couldn't shoot for water, so a prisoner I was taken
Musha ringum duram da
They put me into jail with a judge all a-writin':
For robbin' colonel farrell on gilgarra mountain.
But they didn't take me fists and I knocked the jailer down
And bid me a farewell to this tight-fisted town.
Musha ringum duram da
I'd like to find me brother, the one who's in the army;
I don't know where he's stationed, be it cork or in killarney.
Together we'd go roamin' o'er the mountains of kilkenny,
And I swear he'd treat me fairer than my darlin' sportin' jenny!
Musha ringum duram da
There's some that takes delight in the carriages and rollin',
Some that takes delight in the hurley or the bollin',
But I takes delight in the juice of the barley,
Courtin' pretty maids in the mornin', o so early!
Musha ringum duram da
Tłumaczenie piosenki
Ronan Keating: Whiskey In The Jar
Nie ma jeszcze tłumaczenia dla tego utworu
Bądź pierwszy i dodaj swoje tłumaczenie
Reklama
Reklama
Inne teksty wykonawcy
Ronan Keating: Whiskey In The Jar
-
Words
- Ronan Keating
-
Baby Can I Hold You Tonight
- Ronan Keating
-
Even If I'm Gone
- Ronan Keating
-
Fairy Tale In New York
- Ronan Keating
-
Feel
- Ronan Keating
Skomentuj tekst
Ronan Keating: Whiskey In The Jar
Pisz jako Gość
4000 znaków do wpisania
Twój komentarz może być pierwszy
Reklama
Reklama
Polecane na dziś
Teksty piosenek
-
Pierwsza miłość
Genzie
„Czułem, że muszę zagadać To nie była łatwa sprawa Naszła mnie lekka obawa Nie ma co się zastanawiać Serce mi bije za szybko Tylko piszemy, widzę cię za szybką Kiedy znajdziemy się blisko Emocje”
-
Mama (piosenka z 'Mam talent')
Bartek Wasilewski
„Bartek Wasilewski wykonał ten utwór w programie "Mam talent". Życie ma psychikę że odbiera czasem mowę twoje oczy tak piękne prawie jak karmelowe ja jestem twoim synem zawsze będę pamiętał ja”
-
I że czuje się sam - feat. Michał Szczygieł (prod. Michał Głomski)
Julia Rocka
„Znowu dzwonił do mnie w nocy i wysyłał wiadomości, których mam już dosyć. (Oooo) Nie chcę dłużej tego znosić, nigdy nie zrozumiem o co jej w sumie tak naprawdę chodzi. (Oooo) To nie trwało za dłu”
-
Chłopiec - feat. Patrycja Markowska, Sarius (prod. Zalucki)
Sebastian Fabijański
„Mamo zobacz jak twój syn już dziś nie płacze Bo jestem ponad, a błędy biorę na klatę Szukam Boga tam gdzie czeka tylko Diabeł By z dna wyciągać tych, co widzieli mój upadek Ale wstałem. Idę dalej,”
-
Och i ach
Sylwia Grzeszczak
„Siadam, bo już się zaczął film Zobaczmy go do końca dziś Nasze historie z kilku lat O czym to jest? No, powiedz sam Ten dla dorosłych świat nas zwiódł Co chwilę chciał coś mieć na już Jakąś prze”
Reklama
Ostatnio wyszukiwane
Teksty piosenek
Wybrane
Teksty piosenek
Reklama
Tekst piosenki Whiskey In The Jar - Ronan Keating, tłumaczenie oraz teledysk. Poznaj słowa utworu Whiskey In The Jar - Ronan Keating. Znajdź teledyski, teksty i tłumaczenia innych piosenek - Ronan Keating.
Komentarze: 0