C                    Am
As I was going over the far fam'd Kerry Mountains
  F                                C            G
I met with Captain Farrel, and his money he was countin'
  C                               Am
I first produced my pistol, and I than produced my rapier
         F                         C
Sayin': "Stand and deliver for you are a bold deceiver".

      G
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
C
Whack for the daddy ol'
F
Whack for the daddy ol'
        C       G      C
There's whiskey in the jar

   C                    Am
I counted out his money and it made a pretty penny
  F                                C            G
I put it in my pocket, and I took it home to Jenny
  C                               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

      G
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
C
Whack for the daddy ol'
F
Whack for the daddy ol',
        C       G      C
There's whiskey in the jar

   C                    Am
I went into my chamber all for to take a slumber
  F                                C            G
I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure it was no wonder
  C                               Am
But Jenny drew my charges and she filled them out with water
        F                         C
Then sent for Captain Farrel, to be ready for the slaughter

      G
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
C
Whack for the daddy ol'
F
Whack for the daddy ol'
        C       G      C
There's whiskey in the jar

   C                    Am
'Twas early in the morning just before I rose to travel
  F                                C            G
Up comes a band of footmen and likewise, Captain Farrel
  C                               Am
I first produced my pistol for she stole away my rapier
        F                         C
But I couldn't shoot the water, so a prisoner I was taken

      G
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
C
Whack for the daddy ol'
F
Whack for the daddy ol'
        C       G      C
There's whiskey in the jar

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

      G
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
C
Whack for the daddy ol'
F
Whack for the daddy ol'
        C       G      C
There's whiskey in the jar

   C                    Am
If anyone can aid me 'tis my brother in the army
  F                                C            G
If I can find his station, in Cork or in Killarney
  C                               Am
And if he'll go with me we'll go roving in Kilkenny
        F                         C
And I'm sure he'll treat me better than my old a-sporting Jenny

      G
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
C
Whack for the daddy ol'
F
Whack for the daddy ol'
        C       G      C
There's whiskey in the jar