Whiskey In The Jar

Chords and lyrics for Whiskey In The Jar by Jerry Garcia And David Grisman

As I was a-goin’ over Gilgarra mountains
I met Colonel Pepper and his money he was counting
I drew forth my pistol and I rattled my sabre
Saying “stand and deliver, for I am a bold deceiver”

Musha ringum duram da

Whack fol de daddy-o
Whack fol de daddy-o
There’s whiskey in the jar

 
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Whiskey In The Jar

Chords and lyrics for Whiskey In The Jar by Traditional Irish

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

Whiskey In The Jar

Chords and lyrics for Whiskey In The Jar by Dubliners

 
As  
C 
I was going over the  
Am 
cork and Kerry mountains,
 
I  
F 
met with Captain Farrel and his  
C 
money he was counting.
 
I first produced my pistol and  
Am 
then produced my rapier,
 
Saying ‘
F 
Stand and deliver for you  
C 
are my bold deceiver’.
 
Musha  
G 
ring dum a doo dum a da
C 
Whack fol the daddy o,
F 
Whack fol the daddy o,
 
There’s  
C 
whiskey 
 
 
G 
in the  
C 
jar.
 
He  
C 
counted out his money and it  
Am 
was a pretty penny
 
I  
F 
put it in my pocket and I  
C 
took it home to Jenny
 
She sighed and she swore that  
Am 
never would she leave me
 
But  
F 
the devil take the women for they  
C 
never can be easy
 
I  
C 
went into my chamber all  
Am 
for to take a slumber,
 
I  
F 
dreamt of gold and jewels and for  
C 
sure it was no wonder.
 
But Jenny drew my charges, she  
Am 
filled them up with water,
 
She  
F 
sent for Captain Farrel to be  
C 
ready for the slaughter.
 
‘Twas  
C 
early in the morning, just  
Am 
before I rose to travel
 
Up  
F 
comes a band of troopers  
C 
likewise Captain Farrel
 
I then produced my pistol for she  
Am 
stole away my rapier
 
But  
F 
I couldn’t shoot the water, so a  
C 
prisoner I was taken
 
Now  
C 
there’s some take delight in the  
Am 
carriages a rolling
 
and  
F 
others take delight in the  
C 
hurling and the bowling
 
but I take delight in the  
Am 
juice of the barley
 
and  
F 
courting pretty fair maids in the  
C 
morning bright and early
 
If  
C 
anyone can help me, it’s my  
Am 
brother in the army,
 
If  
F 
I can find his station be it  
C 
Cork or in Killarney.
 
And if he’d come and join me, we’d go  
Am 
roving in Kilkenny.
 
And  
F 
i’m sure he’ll treat me better than my  
C 
own a-sporting Jenny.

Whiskey In The Jar

Chords and lyrics for Whiskey In The Jar by Thin Lizzy

 
As  
G 
I was goin over the  
Bm 
cork and kerry mountains
 
I  
C 
saw captain farrell and his  
G 
money he was countin
 
I first produced my pistol and  
Bm 
then produced my rapier
 
I said  
C 
stand and deliver or the  
G 
devil he may take ya
 
Musha  
D 
ring dum a doo dum a da
C 
 
Theres  
G 
whiskey in the jar-o
F 
Em 
G 
F 
Em 
G 
 
I took all of his money and it  
Bm 
was a pretty penny
 
I  
C 
took all of his money and I  
G 
brought it home to molly
 
She swore that shed love me,  
Bm 
never would she leave me
 
But the  
C 
devil take that woman for you  
G 
know she tricked me easy
 
Chorus 
 
Solo 
 
Being drunk and weary I  
Bm 
went to mollys chamber
C 
Takin my money with me and I ne
G 
ver knew the danger
 
For about six or maybe seven  
Bm 
in walked captain farrell
 
I jumped u
C 
p, fired off my pistols and I  
G 
shot him with both barrels
 
Chorus 
 
Now  
G 
some men like the fishin and  
Bm 
some men like the fowlin
 
And  
C 
some men like ta hear a  
G 
cannon ball a roarin
 
Me I like sleepin s
Bm 
pecially in my mollys chamber
 
But  
C 
here I am in prison, here I  
G 
am with a ball and chain yeah

Whiskey In The Jar

Chords and lyrics for Whiskey In The Jar by Belle And Sebastian

 
intro:  
D C 
 
B D  
D C 
 
D

As I was goin over

The Cook and Kerry mountains
I saw the Captain Farrell
His money he was countin
I first produced my pistol
And then produced my rapier
I said stand and deliver
Or the devil he may take ya

Musha rain dumb’a dumb’a dumb dah

Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
Theres whiskey in the jar-o

 
intro 

I took all of his money

And it was a pretty penny
I took all of his money
And I brought it home to Molly
She swore that shed love me
No never would she leave me
But devil take that woman
For you know she tricked me easy

Musha rain dumb’a dumb’a dumb dah

Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
Theres whiskey in the jar-o

 
solo with verse chords 

some men like the fishing

some men like the fowling
some men like the hear
a cannon ball a roaring
Me I like sleeping
Specially in my Mollys chamber
But here I am in prison
Here I am with a ball and chain, yeah

dumb’a dumb’a dumb dah

Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
Theres whiskey in the jar-o

 
intro 

Whiskey In The Jar

Chords and lyrics for Whiskey In The Jar by Pogues

 
As  
C 
I was going over the  
Am 
far famed Kerry mountains,
 
I  
F 
met with Captain Farrell and his  
C 
money he was count’n.
 
I first produced me pistol, and  
Am 
then produced me rapier,
 
Saying s
F 
tand and deliver for you  
C 
are the bold deceiver.
 
Musha r
G 
ig um du rum da
C 
Whack fol the daddy o
F 
Whack fol the daddy o
 
There’s  
C 
whiskey 
 
 
G 
in the  
C 
jar

Whiskey In The Jar

Chords and lyrics for Whiskey In The Jar by The Pogues

 
As  
C 
I was going over the  
Am 
far famed Kerry mountains,
 
I  
F 
met with Captain Farrell and his  
C 
money he was count’n.
 
I first produced me pistol, and  
Am 
then produced me rapier,
 
Saying s
F 
tand and deliver for you  
C 
are the bold deceiver.
 
Musha r
G 
ig um du rum da
C 
Whack fol the daddy o
F 
Whack fol the daddy o
 
There’s  
C 
whiskey 
 
 
G 
in the  
C 
jar

Whiskey In The Jar

Chords and lyrics for Whiskey In The Jar by Metallica

 
As I  
G 
was goin’ over the Cork and Kerry mountains
 
I sa
Em 
w Captain Farrell and his money he was countin’
 
I fir
C 
st produced my pistol and then produced my rapier
 
I sai
G 
d “stand and deliver or the devil he may take you”
 
I to
G 
ok all of his money and it was a pretty penny
 
I to
Em 
ok all of his money and I brought it home to Molly
 
She  
C 
swore that she loved me, no never would she leave me
 
For  
G 
the devil take that woman for you know she tricked me easy
 
Mush
D 
-a rain dum a doo dum a da
 
Whac
C 
k for my daddy-o
 
Whac
C 
k for my daddy-o
 
Ther
G 
e’s whiskey in the jar-o