Whiskey in the Jar - The Dubliners

BPM Metronome

        [Verse]
            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". 
        
        [Chorus]
            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. 
        
        [Verse]
            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.
        
        [Chorus]
            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. 
        
        [Verse]
            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.
        
        [Chorus]
            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. 
        
        [Verse]
            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.
        
        [Chorus]
            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. 
        
        [Verse]
            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
        
        [Chorus]
            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. 
        
        [Verse]
            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.
        
        [Chorus]
            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.