Chords with lyrics
Tuning: G C E A (G C E A) Verse 1: C Am As I was a goin' over the far famed Kerry mountains F C I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was counting F C I first produced my pistol and I then produced my rapier Am* F* G* Am* Saying "stand and deliver" for he were a bold deceiver Chorus: G Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da C* G* Whack for my daddy-o F Whack for my 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 F C She sighed and she swore that she never would deceive me Am* F* G* Am* But the devil take the women for they never can be easy Chorus: G Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da C* G* Whack for my daddy-o F Whack for my daddy-o C G C There's whiskey in the jar Verse 3: C Am I went up to my chamber, all for to take a slumber F C I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure 't was no wonder F C But Jenny drew me charges and she filled them up with water Am* F* G* Am* Then sent for captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter Chorus: G Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da C* G* Whack for my daddy-o F Whack for my daddy-o C G C There's whiskey in the jar Verse 4: C Am 'Twas was early in the morning, just before I rose to travel F C Up comes a band of footmen and likewise captain Farrell F C I first produced me pistol for she stole away me rapier Am* F* G* Am* I couldn't shoot the water, so a prisoner I was taken Chorus: G Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da C* G* Whack for my daddy-o F Whack for my 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-rollin' F C And others take delight in the hurling and the bowling F C But I take delight in the juice of the barley Am* F* G* Am* And courting pretty fair maids in the morning bright and early Chorus: G Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da C* G* Whack for my daddy-o F Whack for my daddy-o C G C There's whiskey in the jar Verse 6: C Am If anyone can aid me 't is my brother in the army F C If I can find his station in Cork or in Killarney F C And if he'll go with me, we'll go rovin' through Killkenny Am* F* G* Am* And I'm sure he'll treat me better than my own a-sporting Jenny Chorus: G Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da C* G* Whack for my daddy-o F Whack for my daddy-o C G C There's whiskey in the jar
