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Whisky In The Jar

Jerry Garcia And David Grisman
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
 As I was a-goin' over  Gilgarra mountains
  I  met Colonel Pepper and his  money he was counting
  I  drew forth my pistol and I  rattled my sabre
  Saying  "stand and deliver, for  I am a bold deceiver"
  Chorus
  Musha  ringum duram da
  Whack  fol de daddy-o
  Whack  fol de daddy-o
  There's  whiskey  in the  jar
  The shining yellow coins did sure look bright and jolly
  I took the money home and I gave it to my Molly
  She promised and she vowed that she never would deceive me
  But the devil's in the women for they never can be easy
  When I awoke between the hours of six and seven
  Guards were standing 'round me in numbers odd and even
  I flew to my pistols, but alas I was mistaken
  I fired off my pistols and a prisoner was taken
  They put me in jail without a judge or jury
  For robbing Colonel Pepper in the morning so early
  They didn't take my fist so I knocked down the sentry
  And I bid a long farewell to that cold penitentiary
  Some take delight in fishing and bowling
  Others take delight in carriage a-rollin'
  I take delight in the juice of the barley
  Courting pretty women in the morning so early

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Readable chord sheet for Whisky In The Jar by Jerry Garcia And David Grisman

[G]    As I was a-goin' [E]over Gilgarra mountains
    I[C] met Colonel Pepper and h[G]is money he was counting
    I[G] drew forth my pistol and I[E] rattled my sabre
    S[C]aying "stand and deliver, [G]for I am a bold deceiver"

    Chorus

    [C]Musha ringum duram da
    [G]Whack fol de daddy-o
    [E]Whack fol de daddy-o
    [G]There's whi[D]skey in the[G] jar

    The shining yellow coins did sure look bright and jolly
    I took the money home and I gave it to my Molly
    She promised and she vowed that she never would deceive me
    But the devil's in the women for they never can be easy

    When I awoke between the hours of six and seven
    Guards were standing 'round me in numbers odd and even
    I flew to my pistols, but alas I was mistaken
    I fired off my pistols and a prisoner was taken

    They put me in jail without a judge or jury
    For robbing Colonel Pepper in the morning so early
    They didn't take my fist so I knocked down the sentry
    And I bid a long farewell to that cold penitentiary

    Some take delight in fishing and bowling
    Others take delight in carriage a-rollin'
    I take delight in the juice of the barley
    Courting pretty women in the morning so early

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