\begin{SBChorus}
Oh, \Ch{G}{whiskey} you're the devil, You're \Ch{C}{leading} me \Ch{G}{astray}

O'er hills and mountains and to \Ch{D}{Americae}

You're \Ch{G}{sweeter}, stronger, decenter, You're \Ch{C}{spunkier} than \Ch{G}{tea}

Oh, \Ch{G}{whiskey} you're me darling drunk or \Ch{D}{so}\Ch{G}{ber}
\end{SBChorus}
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\begin{SBVerse*}
Now \Ch{G}{brave} boys, we're on the march

\Ch{D}{Off} to Portu\Ch{C}{gal} and Spain

\Ch{G}{Drums} a'beating, banners a'waving

\Ch{C}{Devil} a'home will \Ch{D}{come} tonight

Lo' fare thee well With me thitery doodelum the \Ch{D}{da}

Me \Ch{Am}{thitery} doodelum the \Ch{C}{da}

Me \Ch{G}{right} fol' tur-a laddie-o

There's \Ch{D}{whiskey} in the \Ch{G}{jar}
\end{SBVerse*}
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The French are fighting boldly \\
Men are dying hot and coldly \\
Give every man his flask of powder \\
His firelock on his shoulder \\
Lo' fare thee well With me thitery doodelum the da\\
Me thitery doodelum the da\\
Me right fol' tur-a laddie-o \\
There's whiskey in the jar \\
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Says the mother : \og Do not wrong me\\
Don't take me daughter from me \\
For if you do I will torment you \\
And after death me ghost will haunt you \fg \\
We're off, fare thee well With me thitery doodelum the da\\
Me thitery doodelum the da\\
Me right fol' tur-a laddie-o \\
There's whiskey in the jar \\