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Whiskey In The Jar

Traditional Irish
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D-DU-UDU
 As I  was goin' over the far  famed Kerry mountains,
 I met  with Captain Farrel and his money  he was countin'
 I first  produced me pistol and then  produced me rapier,
 Sayin'  "Stand and deliver for you  are a bold deceiver"
 Musha rig  um du rum da
Whack  fol the daddy O,
Whack  fol the daddy O,
 There's whiskey in  the jar.
 I counted  out his money and it made  a pretty penny
 I put  it in me pocket and I took  it home to my Jenny
 She sighed  and she swore that she never  would deceive me
 But the devil  take the women for they never  can be easy
 Musha rig  um du rum da
Whack  fol the daddy O,
Whack  fol the daddy O,
 There's whiskey in  the jar.
 I went  up to my chamber, all for  to take a slumber
 I dreamt  of gold and jewels and for sure  't was no wonder
 But Jenny  drew me charges and she filled  them up with water
 Then sent  for captain Farrell to be ready  for the slaughter
 Musha rig  um du rum da
Whack  fol the daddy O,
Whack  fol the daddy O,
 There's whiskey in  the jar.
 't was early  in the morning, just before  I rose to travel
 Up comes  a band of footmen and likewise  captain Farrell
 I first  produced me pistol for she stole  away me rapier
 I couldn't  shoot the water, so a prisoner  I was taken
 Musha rig  um du rum da
Whack  fol the daddy O,
Whack  fol the daddy O,
 There's whiskey in  the jar.
 Now there's  some take delight in the carriages  a rolling
 and others  take delight in the hurling  and the bowling
 but I  take delight in the juice  of the barley
 and courting  pretty fair maids in the morning  bright and early
 Musha rig  um du rum da
Whack  fol the daddy O,
Whack  fol the daddy O,
 There's whiskey in  the jar.
 If anyone  can aid me 't is me brother  in the army
 If I  can find his station in Cork  or in Killarney
 And if  he'll go with me, we'll go rovin'  through Killkenny
 And I'm  sure he'll treat me better than my own  a-sporting Jenny
 Musha rig  um du rum da
Whack  fol the daddy O,
Whack  fol the daddy O,
 There's whiskey in  the jar.
  K&9829;J

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Readable chord sheet for Whiskey In The Jar by Traditional Irish

As [G]I was goin' over the [Em]far famed Kerry mountains,
I [C]met with Captain Farrel and his [G]money he was [D]countin'
I [G]first produced me pistol and [Em]then produced me rapier,
Sayin[C]' "Stand and deliver for you[G] are a bold deceiver"

Musha [D]rig um du rum da
[G]Whack fol the daddy O,
[C]Whack fol the daddy O,
There's [G]whiskey [D]in the [G]jar.

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

Musha [D]rig um du rum da
[G]Whack fol the daddy O,
[C]Whack fol the daddy O,
There's [G]whiskey [D]in the [G]jar.

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

Musha [D]rig um du rum da
[G]Whack fol the daddy O,
[C]Whack fol the daddy O,
There's [G]whiskey [D]in the [G]jar.

't was [G]early in the morning, just be[Em]fore I rose to travel
Up [C]comes a band of footmen and like[G]wise captain [D]Farrell
I [G]first produced me pistol for she [Em]stole away me rapier
I [C]couldn't shoot the water, so a [G]prisoner I was taken

Musha [D]rig um du rum da
[G]Whack fol the daddy O,
[C]Whack fol the daddy O,
There's [G]whiskey [D]in the [G]jar.

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

Musha [D]rig um du rum da
[G]Whack fol the daddy O,
[C]Whack fol the daddy O,
There's [G]whiskey [D]in the [G]jar.

If [G]anyone can aid me 't is me [Em]brother in the army
If [C]I can find his station in [G]Cork or in Ki[D]llarney
And [G]if he'll go with me, we'll go [Em]rovin' through Killkenny
And [C]I'm sure he'll treat me better than my [G]own a-sporting Jenny

Musha [D]rig um du rum da
[G]Whack fol the daddy O,
[C]Whack fol the daddy O,
There's [G]whiskey [D]in the [G]jar.

                                   K&

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