Traditional
Whiskey you're the devil you're leading me astray
Over hills and mountains into Americay
You're sweeter, stronger, decenter,
You're spunkier than tea,
Oh whisky you're me darlin' drunk or sober!
Oh, now brave boys we're on for marching
Up to Portugal and Spain
Drums are beating, banners flying
The devil all home will come tonight
Love, fare thee well
Chorus
With me tiddle-ee-iddle-doodle-a-ma-da
Me tiddle-ee-iddle-doodle-a-ma-da,
Me rightful too-ra-laddie-oh
There's whisky in the jar.
Said the mother do not wrong me
Do not take me daughter from me
For if you do I will torment you
And after death me ghost will haunt you
Love fare thee well
Oh the French are fighting boldly
Men are dying hot and coldly
Give every man his flask of powder
His firelock upon his shoulder
Love fare thee well
O- Whiskey you're the devil you're leading me a stray
Over hills and mountains into Americay
You're sweeter, stronger, decenter,
You're spunkier than tea,
Oh whisky you're me darlin' drunk or sober!