D
Now brave boys we're on the march
A           G
Off to Portugal and Spain
D
Drums A-beating, banners A-waving
    G                 A
The devil a-home will come tonight
D                                           A
La, fare thee well With me tither-y-eye dum dah
   Em               G
Me tither-y-eye dum da
D
Me right fol tur-a ladee
            A              D
Oh, there's whiskey in the jar

[Chorus]
     D                               G           D
Hey, whiskey you?re the devil You?re leading me astray
D                        A
O'er hills and mountains into Amerikay
D                                        G             D
Your sweetness from the bleachner You're spunkier than tea,
D                                       A  D
Ah, whiskey you're me darlin?, drunk or so-ber

[Verse 2]
The French are fighting boldly
Men are dying hot and coldly
Give every man his flash, gunpowder
His firelock on his shoulder
La, fare thee well With me tither-y-eye dum dah
Me tither-y-eye dum da
Me right fol tur-a ladee
Oh, there's whiskey in the jar

[Chorus]
     D                               G           D
Hey, whiskey you?re the devil You?re leading me astray
D                        A
O'er hills and mountains into Amerikay
D                                        G             D
Your sweetness from the bleachner You're spunkier than tea,
D                                       A  D
Ah, whiskey you're me darlin?, drunk or so-ber

[Break] (same as verse)

[Chorus]
     D                               G           D
Hey, whiskey you?re the devil You?re leading me astray
D                        A
O'er hills and mountains into Amerikay
D                                        G             D
Your sweetness from the bleachner You're spunkier than tea,
D                                       A  D
Ah, whiskey you're me darlin?, drunk or so-ber

[Verse 3]
Says the mother, "Do not wrong me
Don't take me daughter from me
For if you do, I will torment you
And after death me ghost will haunt you"
We're off, fare thee well With me tither-y-eye dum dah
Me tither-y-eye dum da
Me right fol tur-a ladee
Oh, there's whiskey in the jar

[Chorus]
     D                               G           D
Hey, whiskey you?re the devil You?re leading me astray
D                        A
O'er hills and mountains into Amerikay
D                                        G             D
Your sweetness from the bleachner You're spunkier than tea,
D                                       A  D
Ah, whiskey you're me darlin?, drunk or so-ber