Whiskey in the Jar

G F# Em G Bm Em G Em As I was going over the Cork and Kerry mountains C G I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was counting Em I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier C G I said "stand and deliver or the devil he may take you" D Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da C Whack for my daddy-o Whack for my daddy-o G There's whiskey in the jar-o Em G Em G G Em I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny C G I took all of his money, yeah, and I brought it home to Molly Em She swore that she loved me, and never would she leave me C G But the devil take that woman, cos you know she tricked me easy D Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da C Whack for my daddy-o Whack for my daddy-o G There's whiskey in the jar-o Em G Em G G Em Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber C G Taking Molly with me, but I never knew the danger Em For about six or maybe seven, in walked Captain Farrell C G I jumped up, fired my pistols, and I shot him with both barrels, yeah D Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da C Whack for my daddy-o Whack for my daddy-o G There's whiskey in the jar-o Em G Em G G Em Now some men like the fishing and some men like the fowling C G And some men like to hear, the cannonball a-roaring Em But Me I like sleeping, especially in my Molly's chamber C G But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain, yeah D Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da C Whack for my daddy-o Whack for my daddy-o G There's whiskey in the jar-o Em G Em G