Whisky In The Jar

     G                    Em
    As I was a-goin' over Gilgarra mountains
     C                        G
    I met Colonel Pepper and his money he was counting
     G                          Em
    I drew forth my pistol and I rattled my sabre
     C                         G
    Saying "stand and deliver, for I am a bold deceiver"
    Chorus
    D7
    Musha ringum duram da
    G
    Whack fol de daddy-o
    Em
    Whack fol de daddy-o
    G          D          G
    There's whiskey in the jar
    The shining yellow coins did sure look bright and jolly
    I took the money home and I gave it to my Molly
    She promised and she vowed that she never would deceive me
    But the devil's in the women for they never can be easy

    When I awoke between the hours of six and seven
    Guards were standing 'round me in numbers odd and even
    I flew to my pistols, but alas I was mistaken
    I fired off my pistols and a prisoner was taken

    They put me in jail without a judge or jury
    For robbing Colonel Pepper in the morning so early
    They didn't take my fist so I knocked down the sentry
    And I bid a long farewell to that cold penitentiary

    Some take delight in fishing and bowling
    Others take delight in carriage a-rollin'
    I take delight in the juice of the barley
    Courting pretty women in the morning so early

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