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\selectlanguage{english}
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\songcolumns{1}
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\beginsong{Whiskey in the jar}
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[by={The Dubliners},cover={irish-pub-songs},album={Irish pub songs}]
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\cover
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\capo{2}
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\gtab{C}{X32010}
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\gtab{Am}{X02210}
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\gtab{F}{1:022100}
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\gtab{G}{320003}
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\begin{verse}
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\[C]As I was going over the \[Am]far fam'd Kerry Mountains
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I \[F]met with Captain Farrel, and his \[C]money he was \[G]countin'
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I \[C]first produced my pistol, and I \[Am]than produced my rapier
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Sayin', ``\[F]Stand and deliver for you \[C]are my bold deceiver''
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\end{verse}
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\begin{chorus}
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Musha \[G]ring dum a doo dum a da
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\[C]Whack fol de daddy o
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\[F]Whack fol de daddy o
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There's \[C]whiskey \[G]in the \[C]jar
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\end{chorus}
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\begin{verse}
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I counted out his money and it made a pretty penny
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I put it in my pocket, and I took it home to Jenny
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She sighed, and she swore that she never would deceive me
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But the devil takes the women for they never can be easy
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\end{verse}
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\begin{verse}
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I went into my chamber all for to take a slumber
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I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure it was no wonder
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But Jenny drew my charges and she filled them out with water
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Then sent for Captain Farrel, to be ready for the slaughter
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\end{verse}
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\begin{verse}
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It was early in the morning just before I rose to travel
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Up comes a band of footmen and likewise, Captain Farrel
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I first produced my pistol for she stole away my rapier
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But I couldn't shoot the water, so a prisoner I was taken
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\end{verse}
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\begin{verse}
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Now there's some take delight in the carriages a rolling
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And others take delight in the hurling and the bowling
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But I take delight in the juice of the barley
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And courting pretty fair maids in the morning bright and early
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\end{verse}
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\begin{verse}
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If anyone can aid me 'tis my brother in the army
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If I can find his station, in Cork or in Killarney
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And if he'll go with me we'll go roving in Kilkenny
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And I'm sure he'll treat me better than my darling sporting Jenny
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\end{verse}
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\endsong
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