When you sit together in the garden and have a drink or two and have already emptied some, you come up with funny ideas. And suddenly there was the cover version of Metallica. Shouldn't the cache be called "Whiskey in the Jar"? Of course - but then I wouldn't have been able to get any information about the cache hiding place...
And the lyrics of "Whiskey in the Jar" are really long - see:
Whiskey in the Jar
As I was goin′ over
The Cork and Kerry mountains
I saw Captain Farrell
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 took all of his money
Yeah and 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!
Yeah!
For you know, she tricked me easy
Musha rain, dum-a-do dum-a-da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o
Being drunk and weary
I went to Molly's chamber
Taking Molly with me
But I never knew the danger
For about six or maybe seven
Yeah, in walked Captain Farrell
I jumped up, fired my pistols
And I shot him with both barrells
Musha rain, dum-a-do dum-a-da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There′s whiskey in the jar-o
Yeah, yeah, whiskey!
Yeah, oh
Now some men like a-fishin′
And some men like the fowling
And some men like to hear
To hear cannon ball roarin'
Me, I like sleeping
′Specially in my Molly's chamber
But here I am in prison
Here I am with a ball and chain, yeah
Musha rain, dum-a-do dum-a-da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There′s whiskey in the jar-o
Yeah!
Whiskey in the jar-o
Musha rain, dum-a-do dum-a-da
Musha rain, dum-a-do dum-a-da
Musha rain, dum-a-do dum-a-da
Musha rain, dum-a-do dum-a-da