Uisce In The Jar
Traditional Celtic Track | Uisce In The Jar by The Leftover | Free Download (128 BPM, G maj)
KillerMiller - Acoustic Guitar & Vocals - Recorded live in Oslo, 10.01.2024
The LIVE Authorized Chronicles Of The Leftover Movement / Les Cròniques Autoritzades D'el Moviment Sobrant (by KillerMiller, MMXXVI)
KillerMiller (The Leftover) Vocals / Acoustic & Electric Guitar/ Percussion & Effects
"Uisce In The Jar" is a Traditional Celtic track by The Leftover on SoundClick. Rooted in Celtic Music and Traditionalfolk, the song brings a hard-hitting energy to the Traditional Celtic space. It is 100% original and free of any third-party samples. Musical depth is added by a strong male vocal layer. The G maj tonality gives the song an energetic and forward-moving foundation.
The pensive atmosphere pairs with a full-tilt groove pulse throughout the track. It has reached number 9 on the main SoundClick World chart. The Leftover continues to build a Traditional Celtic catalog on SoundClick, one of the longest-running platforms for independent artists.
Lyrics
As I was a goin' over the far famed Kerry mountains
I met with captain Farrell and his money he was counting
I first produced me pistol and I then produced me rapier
Saying "Stand and deliver" for you are a bold deceiver
Mush-a ring dumb-a do dumb-a da
Whack fall the daddy-o, whack fall the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
I counted out his money and it made a pretty penny
I put it in m-y pocket and I took it home to Jenny
She sighed and she swore that she never would deceive me
But the devil take thy women for thy never can be easy
Mush-a ring dumb-a do dumb-a da
Whack fall the daddy-o, whack fall the daddy-o
An' there's whiskey in the jar
I went into my chamber, all for to take a slumber
I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure it was no wonder
But Jenny drew me charges and she filled them up with water
Then sent for captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter
Kush-a ring dumb-a do dumb-a da
Whack fall the daddy-o, whack fall the daddy-o
An' there's whisky in the jar
'Twas early in the morning, before I rose to travel
Up came a band of footmen and likewise captain Farrell
I first produced my pistol for she'd stolen away me rapier
I couldn't shoot the water, so a prisoner I was taken
Mush-a ring dumb-a do dumb-a da
Whack fall the daddy-o, whack fall the daddy-o
An there's whiskey in the jar
If anyone can aid me 'tis my brother in the army
If I can find his station in Cork or in Kilcairn - eh?
And if he'll go with me, we'll go roamin' through Kilkenny
And I'm sure he'll treat me better than my own me sportin' Jenny
Mush-a ring dumb-a do dumb-a da
Whack fall the daddy-o, whack fall the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
Now there's some take delight in the carriages a rollin'
And others take delight in the howlin' an' the bowling
But I take delight in the juice of the barley
And counting pretty fair maids in the morning bright and early
Mush-a ring dumb-a do dumb-a da
Whack fall the daddy-o, whack fall the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
Kush-a ring dumb-a do dumb-a da
Whack fall the daddy-o, whack fall the daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
