Whiskey In The Jar

Intro: D  Bm  G  D  D  Bm  G  

D  A  D

D                      Bm
As I was a goin' over the far famed 
Kerry mountains
    G                              
I met with captain Farrell and his 
 D
money he was counting
D                              Bm
I first produced my pistol and I 
then produced my rapier
       G                        D
Saying "Stand and deliver" for he 
were a bold deceiver

Chorus:
         A                        D
Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da
D                     G
Wack fall the daddy-o  wack fall the
 daddy-o
        D        A      D
There's whiskey in the jar

D                              Bm
I counted out his money and it made 
a pretty penny
    G                        D
I put it in me pocket and I took it 
home to Jenny
D                               
She sighed and she swore that she 
   Bm
never would deceive me
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          G                     
But the devil take the women for 
        D
they never can be easy

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    D                           Bm
I went up to my chamber  all for to 
take a slumber
     G                             
I dreamt of gold and jewels and for
   D
 sure 't was no wonder
D                                 
But Jenny blew me charges and she 
  Bm
filled them up with water
         G                         
Then sent for captain Farrell to be
     D
 ready for the slaughter

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Solo

           E                     
't was early in the morning  just 
    C#m
before I rose to travel
     A                        
Up comes a band of footmen and 
     E
likewise captain Farrell
E                                 
I first produced me pistol for she
  C#m
 stole away me rapier
     A                          
I couldn't shoot the water  so a 
   E
prisoner I was taken

Chorus

         B                        E
Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da
E                     A
Wack fall the daddy-o  wack fall the
 daddy-o
        E        B      E
There's whiskey in the jar

      E                            
Now there's some take delight in 
      C#m
the carriages a rolling
       A                      
and others take delight in the 
    E
hurling and the bowling
E                            C#m
but I take delight in the juice of 
the barley
        A                        
and courting pretty fair maids in 
     E
the morning bright and early

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