Whiskey In The Jar chords with lyrics by Darby O'Gill - Easy chords and tabs for guitar

Darby O'Gill – Whiskey In The Jar chords

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[Verse 1]
C AmAs I was going over the far-famed Kilgarry Mountains
F C GI met with Captain Ferrel, and his money he was counting
C AmSo I produced my pistol and then produced my rapier
E CSaying: Stand and deliver, for I'm your bold deceiver
[Chorus]
G Mush a ring um a dor uma da
C Wack fol the daddy-o
F Wack fol the daddy-o,
C G C there's whiskey in the jar
[Verse 2]
C AmI counted up his money, and it made a pretty penny
F C GI put it in my pocket and I took it home to Jenny
C AmShe vowed and she swore that she never would deceive me
E CBut the divil take the women for they never can go easy
[Chorus]
G Mush a ring um a dor uma da
C Wack fol the daddy-o
F Wack fol the daddy-o,
C G C there's whiskey in the jar
[Verse 3]
C AmI went in to my chamber all for to take my slumber
F C GI dreamed of gold and jewels, and sure it was no wonder
C AmFor Jenny stole my charges and she filled them up with water
E CAnd sent for Captain Ferrel to be ready for my slaughter
[Chorus]
G Mush a ring um a dor uma da
C Wack fol the daddy-o
F Wack fol the daddy-o,
C G C there's whiskey in the jar
[Verse 4]
C AmAs I rose up next morning it surly did astound me
F C GFor there was Captain Ferrel, and his guards were all around me
C AmSo I produced my pistols, for she'd stolen away my rapier
E CBut I couldn't shoot the water, so a prisoner I was taken
[Chorus]
G Mush a ring um a dor uma da
C Wack fol the daddy-o
F Wack fol the daddy-o,
C G C there's whiskey in the jar
[Verse 5]
C AmWell they took me to jail with neither judge nor writin'
F C GFor robbin' Captain Ferrel up on Kilgarry Mountain
C AmBut they didn't take me fists, so I knocked the jailer down
E CAnd bade a fond farewell to that jail in Sligo town
[Chorus]
G Mush a ring um a dor uma da
C Wack fol the daddy-o
F Wack fol the daddy-o,
C G C there's whiskey in the jar
[Verse 6]
C AmNow if any one can aide me it's me brother in the army
F C GBut I don't know where he's stationed; is it Cork, or in Kilarney
C AmTogether we'd go roamin' in the mountains in Kilkenny
E CAnd I'm sure he'd treat me better than me darlin', sportin' Jenny
[Chorus]
G Mush a ring um a dor uma da
C Wack fol the daddy-o
F Wack fol the daddy-o,
C G C there's whiskey in the jar
[Verse 7]
C AmNow some men take delight in the hurlin' and the bowlin'
F C GAnd others take delight in their carriages a rollin'
C AmBut me, I take delight in the juice of the barley
E CAnd courtin' pretty fair maids in the mornin' bright and early
[Chorus]
G Mush a ring um a dor uma da
C Wack fol the daddy-o
F Wack fol the daddy-o,
C G C there's whiskey in the jar
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