C Am As I was going over the far fam'd Kerry Mountains,F C G I met with Captain Farrel, and his money he was countin',C Am I first produced my pistol, and I than produced my rapier,F C Sayin': "Stand and deliver for you are a bold deceiver". [Chorus]G Musha ring dum a doo dum a da,C Whack for the daddy ol',F Whack for the daddy ol',C G C There's whiskey in the jar. [Verse]C Am I counted out his money and it made a pretty penny,F C G I put it in my 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. [Chorus]G Musha ring dum a doo dum a da,C Whack for the daddy ol',F Whack for the daddy ol',C G C There's whiskey in the jar. [Verse]C Am I went into my chamber all for to take a slumber,F C G I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure it was no wonder,C Am But Jenny drew my charges and she filled them out with water,F C Then sent for Captain Farrel, to be ready for the slaughter. [Chorus]G Musha ring dum a doo dum a da,C Whack for the daddy ol',F Whack for the daddy ol',C G C There's whiskey in the jar. [Verse]C Am 'Twas early in the morning just before I rose to travel,F C G Up comes a band of footmen and likewise, Captain Farrel,C Am I first produced my pistol for she stole away my rapier,F C But I couldn't shoot the water, so a prisoner I was taken. [Chorus]G Musha ring dum a doo dum a da,C Whack for the daddy ol',F Whack for the daddy ol',C G C There's whiskey in the jar. [Verse]C Am Now there's some take delight in the carriages a rollingF C G and others take delight in the hurling and the bowlingC Am but I take delight in the juice of the barleyF C and courting pretty fair maids in the morning bright and early [Chorus]G Musha ring dum a doo dum a da,C Whack for the daddy ol',F Whack for the daddy ol',C G C There's whiskey in the jar. [Verse]C Am If anyone can aid me 'tis my brother in the army,F C G If I can find his station, in Cork or in Killarney,C Am And if he'll go with me we'll go roving in Kilkenny,F C And I'm sure he'll treat me better than my old a-sporting Jenny. [Chorus]G Musha ring dum a doo dum a da,C Whack for the daddy ol',F Whack for the daddy ol',C G C There's whiskey in the jar.
Whiskey in the Jar
The Dubliners
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