There's whiskey in the jar. There is, I tasted it.
I've been in Ireland all week, spend this weekend driving around some of the most beautiful countryside that I have ever seen. Earlier in the week, I was invited to a tasting and dinner at the Old Jameson Distillery museum and restaurant in Dublin. And then on Thursday evening, the conference dinner was accompanied by an Irish band, and dancers.
Though the dinner band did play this song, it's still Mr. Lynnot who breaks my heart.
... And if I listen to Whiskey in the Jar, I have to listen to this one too: