Whiskey in the Jar

	G	e
As	I was goin' over the C	ork and Kerry mountains

	C	G	e
I s	aw Captain Farrell and his m	oney he was c	ountin'

I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier

I said stand and deliver or the devil he may take you

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 she'd love me, no, never would she leave me

But the devil take that woman for you know she tricked me easy

	D
Musha r	ing um duram da,

	G
whack for my d	addy, oh,

	C
whack for my daddy, o	h,

	G	D	G
there's wh	iskey i	n the j	ar

Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber

Takin' my money with me and I never knew the danger

For about six, maybe seven in walked Captain Farrell

I jumped up, fired my pistols and I shot him with both barrels

Ref.

Now some men like the fishin', some men like the fowlin'

Some men like to hear, to hear a cannon ball a roarin'

Me and other like sleepin' specially in my Molly's chamber

But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain yeah

Ref.