Whiskey In the Jar Thin Lizzy
[G]As I was going over the Cork and Kerry mountains [G] [F] [Em]
I s[C]aw Captain Farrell and his money he was counting[G]
[G]I first produced my pistol and then produced[G] m[F]y [Em]rapier
I[C] said stand o’er and deliver for the devil he may t[G]ake ya
Musha ring dum a do dum a da
[C]Whack for ma daddy-o [C]
Whack for ma daddy-o[G]
Theres whiskey in the jar-o
G F Em (riff) G (riff) Em (riff) G(riff)
I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny
I took all of his money and I brought it home to Molly
She swore that she loved me never would she leave me
But the devil take that woman for you no she tricked me easy
G F Em ( riff) G (riff) Em (riff) G (riff)
Being drunk and weary I went to Mollys chamber
Takin my money with me and I never knew the danger
For about six or maybe seven in walked captain Farrell
I jumped up fired off my pistol and shot him with both barrels
Now some men like the fishin' and some men like the fowlin',
And some men like ta hear a cannon ball a roarin'.
Me? I like sleepin' specially in my Molly's chamber.
But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain, yeah.