X: 1
T:Whiskey in the jar
C:anon.
O:Ireland
Z:Transcribed by Frank Nordberg - http://www.musicaviva.com
M:C
L:1/4
K:C
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w:As I was a-go-in' o-ver Gil-ga-ra moun-tain, I
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w:spied Colo-nel Far-rell and his mo-ney he was coun-tin',
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w:First I drew my pis-tols and then I drew my ra-pier, say-in':
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w:"Stand and de-li-ver for I am your bold de-cei-ver". Mu-sha
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w:ring-um du-ram da, whack fol the dad-dy-o,
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w:whack fol the dad-dy-o, there's whis-key in the jar.
W:
W:As I was a goin' over Gilgara mountain,
W:I spied Colonel Farrell and his money he was countin',
W:First I drew my pistols and then I drew my rapier, sayin':
W:"Stand and deliver for I am your bold deceiver".
W:Musha ringum duram da,
W:whack fol the daddyo,
W:whack fol the daddyo,
W:there's whiskey in the jar.
W:
W:
W:He counted out his money and it made a pretty penny,
W:I put it in my pocket to take home to darlin' Jenny.
W:She sighed and swore she loved me and never would deceive me,
W:but the devil take the women for they always lie so easy.
W:Musha...
W:
W:I went into me chamber all for to take a slumber,
W:to dream of gold and girls and of course it was no wonder,
W:me Jenny took me charges and she filled them up with water,
W:called on Colonel Farrell to get ready for the slaughter.
W:Musha...
W:
W:Next morning early before I rose for travel,
W:acame a band of footmen and likewise Colonel Farrell,
W:I goes to draw my pistol for she'd stole away my rapier.
W:But a prisoner I was taken I couldn't shoot the water.
W:Musha...
W:
W:They put me into jail with a judge all awritin'
W:robbin' Colonel Farrell on Gilgarra Mountain.
W:But they didn't take me fists and I knocked the jailer down, and bid a farewell to this
W:tight fisted town.
W:Musha...
W:
W:I'd like to find me brother the one that's in the army
W:I don't know where he's stationed in Cork or in Killarney.
W:Together we'd go roamin' o'er the mountains of Kilkenny,
W:and I swear he'd treat me fairer than me darlin' sportin' Jenny.
W:Musha...
W:
W:There's some takes delight in the carriages and rollin',
W:some takes delight in the hurley or the bollin'.
W:But I takes delight in the juice of the barley, courtin'
W:pretty maids in the mornin', oh so early.
W:Musha...