Whiskey In The Jar

Verse 

   C                    Am
As I was going over the cork and Kerry mountains, 
  F                               C
I met with Captain Farrel and his money he was counting.
                               Am
I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier,
        F                         C
Saying 'Stand and deliver for you are my bold deceiver'.

Chorus
      G
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
C
Whack fol the daddy o,
F
Whack fol the daddy o,
        C       G      C
There's whiskey in the jar.

   C                            Am
He counted out his money and it was a pretty penny
  F                         C
I put it in my pocket and I took it home to Jenny
                              Am
She sighed and she swore that never would she leave me
    F                                 C
But the devil take the women for they never can be easy

Chorus: 
  C                        Am
I went into my chamber all for to take a slumber,
  F                                 C
I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure it was no wonder.
                               Am
But Jenny drew my charges, she filled them up with water,
    F                             C
She sent for Captain Farrel to be ready for the slaughter.

Chorus:
      C                          Am
'Twas early in the morning, just before I rose to travel
   F                        C
Up comes a band of troopers likewise Captain Farrel
                                  Am
I then 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:
    C                                Am
Now there's some take delight in the carriages a rolling
    F                          C
and others take delight in the hurling and the bowling
                          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:
   C                           Am
If anyone can help me, it's my brother in the army,
   F                            C
If I can find his station be it Cork or in Killarney.
                                      Am
And if he'd come and join me, we'd go roving in Kilkenny.
    F                                      C
And i'm sure he'll treat me better than my own a-sporting Jenny.

Chorus: (repeat twice)