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Whiskey In The Jar by Traditional Irish
Whiskey In The Jar
G Em
As I was goin' over the far famed Kerry mountains,
C G D
I met with Captain Farrel and his money he was countin'
G Em
I first produced me pistol and then produced me rapier,
C G
Sayin' "Stand and deliver for you are a bold deceiver"
D
Musha rig um du rum da
G
Whack fol the daddy O,
C
Whack fol the daddy O,
G D G
There's whiskey in the jar.
G Em
I counted out his money and it made a pretty penny
C G D
I put it in me pocket and I took it home to my Jenny
G Em
She sighed and she swore that she never would deceive me
C G
But the devil take the women for they never can be easy
D
Musha rig um du rum da
G
Whack fol the daddy O,
C
Whack fol the daddy O,
G D G
There's whiskey in the jar.
G Em
I went up to my chamber, all for to take a slumber
C G D
I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure 't was no wonder
G Em
But Jenny drew me charges and she filled them up with water
C G
Then sent for captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter
D
Musha rig um du rum da
G
Whack fol the daddy O,
C
Whack fol the daddy O,
G D G
There's whiskey in the jar.
G Em
't was early in the morning, just before I rose to travel
C G D
Up comes a band of footmen and likewise captain Farrell
G Em
I first produced me pistol for she stole away me rapier
C G
I couldn't shoot the water, so a prisoner I was taken
D
Musha rig um du rum da
G
Whack fol the daddy O,
C
Whack fol the daddy O,
G D G
There's whiskey in the jar.
G Em
Now there's some take delight in the carriages a rolling
C G D
and others take delight in the hurling and the bowling
G Em
but I take delight in the juice of the barley
C G
and courting pretty fair maids in the morning bright and early
D
Musha rig um du rum da
G
Whack fol the daddy O,
C
Whack fol the daddy O,
G D G
There's whiskey in the jar.
G Em
If anyone can aid me 't is me brother in the army
C G D
If I can find his station in Cork or in Killarney
G Em
And if he'll go with me, we'll go rovin' through Killkenny
C G
And I'm sure he'll treat me better than my own a-sporting Jenny
D
Musha rig um du rum da
G
Whack fol the daddy O,
C
Whack fol the daddy O,
G D G
There's whiskey in the jar.
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version 2
C Am
As I was going over the far famed Kerry mountains,
F C G
I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was count'n.
C Am
I first produced me pistol, and then produced me rapier,
F C
Saying stand and deliver for you are the bold deceiver.
G
Musha rig um du rum da
C
Whack fol the daddy o
F
Whack fol the daddy o
C G C
There's whiskey in the jar
C Am
I counted out his money and it made a pretty penny,
F C G
I put it in me pocket and I took it home to Jenny.
C Am
She sighed and she swore that she never would deceive me,
F C
But the devil take the women for they never can be easy.
G
Musha rig um du rum da
C
Whack fol the daddy o
F
Whack fol the daddy o
C G C
There's whiskey in the jar
C Am
I went up to me chamber all for to take a slumber
F C G
I dreamt of gold and jewels and sure it was no wonder,
C Am
But Jenny drew me charges and she filled them up with water,
F C
And sent for Captain Farrel, to be ready for the slaughter.
G
Musha rig um du rum da
C
Whack fol the daddy o
F
Whack fol the daddy o
C G C
There's whiskey in the jar
C Am
'Twas early in the morning before I rose to travel,
F C G
Up comes a band of footmen and likewise Captain Farrell;
C Am
I first produce my pistol, for she stole away my rapier
F C
But I couldn't shoot the water, so a prisoner I was taken.
G
Musha rig um du rum da
C
Whack fol the daddy o
F
Whack fol the daddy o
C G C
There's whiskey in the jar
C Am
And if anyone can aid me, 'tis my brother in the army,
F C G
If I could learn his station in Cork or in Killarney.
C Am
And if he'd come and join me we'd go roving through Kilkenny,
F C
I'm sure he'd treat me fairer than my own sporting Jenny.
G
Musha rig um du rum da
C
Whack fol the daddy o
F
Whack fol the daddy o
C G C
There's whiskey in the jar
C Am
There's some takes delight in the carriages a rolling,
F C G
Some takes delight in the hurlin' or the bowlin'.
C Am
But I takes delight in the juice of the barley,
F C
And courting pretty fair maids in the morning bright and early.
G
Musha rig um du rum da
C
Whack fol the daddy o
F
Whack fol the daddy o
C G C
There's whiskey in the jar
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