Whiskey in the Jar

   C                    Am
As I was going over the far fam'd 
Kerry Mountains,
  F                                
I met with Captain Farrel, and his 
C               G
money he was countin',
     C                            
I first produced me pistol, and I 
Am
then produced me rapier,
         F                         
Sayin': "Stand and deliver for you 
C
are a bold deceiver".

      G
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da,
C
Whack fol de daddy o,
F
Whack fol de 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                                
I put it in my pocket, and I took 
C               G
it home to Jenny,
     C                            
She sighed, and she swore that she 
Am
never would deceive me,
         F                       
But the devil takes the women for 
  C
they never can be easy.

      G
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da,
C
Whack fol de daddy o,
F
Whack fol de daddy o
        C       G      C
There's whiskey in the jar.

   C                    Am
I went into my chamber all for to 
take a slumber,
  F                                
I dreamt of gold and jewels and for
C               G
 sure it was no wonder,
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     C                            
But Jenny drew my charges and she 
Am
filled them out with water,
         F                         
Then sent for Captain Farrel, to be 
C
ready for the slaughter.

      G
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da,
C
Whack fol de daddy o,
F
Whack fol de daddy o
        C       G      C
There's whiskey in the jar.

   C                    Am
'Twas early in the morning just 
before I rose to travel,
  F                           
Up comes a band of footmen and 
     C               G
likewise, Captain Farrel,
     C                            
I first produced me pistol for she'd
Am
 stolen away me rapier,
         F                         
But I couldn't shoot the water, so a
C
 prisoner I was taken.

      G
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da,
C
Whack fol de daddy o,
F
Whack fol de daddy o
        C       G      C
There's whiskey in the jar.

   C                    Am
Now, there's some take delight in 
the carriages 'a rolling
  F                           
and others take delight in the 
     C               G
hurling and the bowling
     C                            
but I take delight in the juice of 
Am
the barley
         F                       
and courting pretty fair maids in 
  C
the morning bright and early

      G
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da,
C
Whack fol de daddy o,
F
Whack fol de daddy o
        C       G      C
There's whiskey in the jar.

   C                    Am
If anyone can aid me 'tis my brother
 in the army,
  F                                
If I can find his station, in Cork 
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or in Killarney,
     C                          
And if he'll go with me we'll go 
  Am
roving in Kilkenny,
         F                         
And I'm sure he'll treat me better 
C
than my old sporting Jenny.

      G
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da,
C
Whack fol de daddy o,
F
Whack fol de daddy o
        C       G      C
There's whiskey in the jar.
      G
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da,
C
Whack fol de daddy o,
F
Whack fol de daddy o
        C       G      C
There's whiskey in the jar.