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