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As I was goin’ over the Cork and Kerry mountains I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was countin’ I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier I said stand and deliver or the devil he may take ya I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny I brought it home to Molly She swore that she’d love me, no never would she leave me But the devil take that woman, for you know she tricked me