Traditional Irish – Whiskey In The Jar chords

Whiskey In the Jar chords
Irish Folk

   C                    Am             As I was going over the far famed Kerry mountains,
  F                                C            GI met with Captain Farrell and his money he was count'n.
   C                           Am   I first produced me pistol, and then produced me rapier,
       F                         C  Saying stand and deliver for you are the bold deceiver.

      GMusha rig um du rum da
CWhack fol the daddy o
FWhack fol the daddy o
        C       G      CThere's whiskey in the jar

  C                            AmI counted out his money and it made a pretty penny,
  F                         C                GI put it in me pocket and I took it home to Jenny.
  C                               AmShe sighed and she swore that she never would deceive me,
        F                             CBut the devil take the women for they never can be easy.

      GMusha rig um du rum da
CWhack fol the daddy o
FWhack fol the daddy o
        C       G      CThere's whiskey in the jar

  C                         AmI went up to me chamber all for to take a slumber
  F                             C              GI dreamt of gold and jewels and sure it was no wonder,
  C                               AmBut Jenny drew me charges and she filled them up with water,
    F                              CAnd sent for Captain Farrel, to be ready for the slaughter.

      GMusha rig um du rum da
CWhack fol the daddy o
FWhack fol the daddy o
        C       G      CThere's whiskey in the jar

  C                         Am'Twas early in the morning before I rose to travel,
  F                            C                GUp comes a band of footmen and likewise Captain Farrell;
  C                                AmI first produce my pistol, for she stole away my rapier
      F                              CBut I couldn't shoot the water, so a prisoner I was taken.

      GMusha rig um du rum da
CWhack fol the daddy o
FWhack fol the daddy o
        C       G      CThere's whiskey in the jar

  C                         AmAnd if anyone can aid me, 'tis my brother in the army,
  F                             C          GIf I could learn his station in Cork or in Killarney.
  C                                  AmAnd if he'd come and join me we'd go roving through Kilkenny,
    F                              CI'm sure he'd treat me fairer than my own sporting Jenny.

      GMusha rig um du rum da
CWhack fol the daddy o
FWhack fol the daddy o
        C       G      CThere's whiskey in the jar

  C                         AmThere's some takes delight in the carriages a rolling,
  F                       C              GSome takes delight in the hurlin' or the bowlin'.
  C                        AmBut I takes delight in the juice of the barley,
    F                                 CAnd courting pretty fair maids in the morning bright and early.

      GMusha rig um du rum da
CWhack fol the daddy o
FWhack fol the daddy o
        C       G      CThere's whiskey in the jar