Whiskey In The Jar C Am As I was going over the far Gilgarra Mountain F C I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was countin' Am I first produced me pistols, I then produced me rapier F C Am Saying, "Stand and deliver, for you are a bold deceiver" G Mush a ringum durum dah C F Whack fol the daddy-o, Whack fol the daddy-o C G C There's whiskey in the jar I counted out his money, it made a pretty penny. I put it in my pocket and I took it on home to Jenny She sighed and she swore she never would deceive me But the Devil take that woman for she never could be easy I went into my chamber all for to take a slumber I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure it was no wonder But Jenny took me charges, she filled them up with water She sent for Captain Farrell I was ready for the slaughter Now early in the morning before I rose to travel Up came a band of footmen and likewise Captain Farrell I couldn't fire me charges for she'd filled them up with water She stole away my rapier and a prisoner I was taken If anyone can help me it's my brother in the army If I can find his station, in Cork or in Kilarney If he'll go with me we'll go roamin' in Kilkenny And I know he'll treat me better than me darlin' sportin' Jenny Now some take delight in the carriages a-rollin' There's others take delight in the hurley and the bowlin' But me, I take delight in the juice of the barley And courtin' pretty girls in the mornin' so early