Song – Gilgarry Mountain

WRITER

  • Bob Gibson

PUBLISHER(S)

  • Robert Josiah Music

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LYRIC

Gilgarry Mountain (Darlin' Sportin' Jenny)

I have been a rover, I have been a bold deceiver
Chose to earn my livin’ with my pistol and my rapier
Don’t know what I’ve stolen, but ‘twould make a pretty penny
Now I have lost it all to my darlin’ sportin’ Jenny

Musha-rig-um-du-rum-da
Whack-fol the daddy-o
Whack-fol the daddy-o
There’s whiskey in the jar

I robbed Colonel Farrell up on Gilgarry Mountain
Took the gold to Jenny just to help me with the countin’
But Jenny called the guards, Lord, I never saw so many
I almost lost my freedom with my darlin’ sportin’ Jenny

Musha-rig-um-du-rum-da
Whack-fol the daddy-o
Whack-fol the daddy-o
There’s whiskey in the jar

I’d like to find me brother, he’s the one that’s in the army
I don’t know where he’s stationed, be it Cork or in Kilarney
Together we’d go rovin’ o’er the mountains of Kilkenny
I swear he’d treat me better than me darlin’ sportin’ Jenny

Musha-rig-um-du-rum-da
Whack-fol the daddy-o
Whack-fol the daddy-o
There’s whiskey in the jar

‘Twas early in the morning at the barracks of Kilarney
My brother took his leave but he didn’t ask the army
Our horses, they were speedy, ‘twas all over but the shoutin’
Now we wait for Farrell up on Gilgarry Mountain

Musha-rig-um-du-rum-da
Whack-fol the daddy-o
Whack-fol the daddy-o
There’s whiskey in the jar

New words and music arrangement by Bob Gibson, Bob Camp, Frank Warner
© Robert Josiah Music

Gilgarry Mountain (Darlin' Sportin' Jenny)

by Bob Gibson | Yes I See