C Am
As I was going over the far-famed Kerry mountains,
F C
I met with Captain Farrel, and his money he was counting.
Am
I first produced me pistol and I then produced me rapier,
F C
Saying 'Stand and deliver for you are a bold deceiver'.
[Chorus]
G
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
C
Whack fol the daddy o,
F
Whack fol the daddy o,
C G C
There's whiskey in the jar.
[Verse 2]
C Am
I counted out his money and it made a pretty penny
F C
I put it in me pocket and I took it home to Jenny
Am
She sighed and she swore that she never would deceive me
F C
But the devil take the women for they never can be easy
[Chorus]
G
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
C
Whack fol the daddy o,
F
Whack fol the daddy o,
C G C
There's whiskey in the jar.
[Verse 3]
C Am
I went into my chamber all for to take a slumber,
F C
I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure it was no wonder.
Am
But Jenny drew me charges and she filled them up with water,
F C
Then sent for Captain Farrel to be ready for the slaughter.
[Chorus]
G
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
C
Whack fol the daddy o,
F
Whack fol the daddy o,
C G C
There's whiskey in the jar.
[Verse 4]
C Am
'Twas early in the morning, just before I rose to travel
F C
Up comes a band of footmen and likewise Captain Farrel
Am
I first produced me pistol for she'd stolen away me rapier
F C
But I couldn't shoot the water, so a prisoner I was taken
[Chorus]
G
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
C
Whack fol the daddy o,
F
Whack fol the daddy o,
C G C
There's whiskey in the jar.
[Verse 5]
C Am
Now there's some take delight in the carriages a rolling
F C
and others take delight in the hurling and the bowling
Am
but I take delight in the juice of the barley
F C
and courting pretty fair maids in the morning bright and early
[Chorus]
G
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
C
Whack fol the daddy o,
F
Whack fol the daddy o,
C G C
There's whiskey in the jar.
[Verse 6]
C Am
If anyone can aid me, 'tis me brother in the army,
F C
If I can find his station in Cork or in Killarney.
Am
And if he'll go with me, we'll go roaming in Kilkenny.
F C
And I'm sure he'll treat me better than me own, me sporting Jenny.
[Chorus]
G
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
C
Whack fol the daddy o,
F
Whack fol the daddy o,
C G C
There's whiskey in the jar.
G
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
C
Whack fol the daddy o,
F
Whack fol the daddy o,
C G C
There's whiskey in the jar.
