Whiskey in the Jar The Dubliners
As [C]I was going over the [Am]cork and Kerry mountains,
I [F]met with Captain Farrel and his [C]money he was counting.
I first produced my pistol and [Am]then produced my rapier,
Saying '[F]Stand and deliver for you [C]are my bold deceiver'.
Musha [G]ring dum a doo dum a da
[C]Whack fol the daddy o,
[F]Whack fol the daddy o,
There's [C]whiskey [G]in the [C]jar.
He [C]counted out his money and it [Am]was a pretty penny
I [F]put it in my pocket and I [C]took it home to Jenny
She sighed and she swore that [Am]never would she leave me
But [F]the devil take the women for they [C]never can be easy
I [C]went into my chamber all [Am]for to take a slumber,
I [F]dreamt of gold and jewels and for [C]sure it was no wonder.
But Jenny drew my charges, she [Am]filled them up with water,
She [F]sent for Captain Farrel to be [C]ready for the slaughter.
'Twas [C]early in the morning, just [Am]before I rose to travel
Up [F]comes a band of troopers [C]likewise Captain Farrel
I then produced my pistol for she [Am]stole away my rapier
But [F]I couldn't shoot the water, so a [C]prisoner I was taken
Now [C]there's some take delight in the [Am]carriages a rolling
and [F]others take delight in the [C]hurling and the bowling
but I take delight in the [Am]juice of the barley
and [F]courting pretty fair maids in the [C]morning bright and early
If [C]anyone can help me, it's my [Am]brother in the army,
If [F]I can find his station be it [C]Cork or in Killarney.
And if he'd come and join me, we'd go [Am]roving in Kilkenny.
And [F]i'm sure he'll treat me better than my [C]own a-sporting Jenny.
Chorus: (repeat twice)