Chords for The Irish Rovers, Whiskey in the Jar (w/ lyrics)

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As I was riding over [Bm] the far-fim Kerry mountains, [G] I met with Captain Farrell and his [Bm] money he was counting.
[D] I first produced me pistol, [Bm] and then I drew me sabre, Say [G] I'll stand and deliver, for I am a bold deceiver.
[A] Mush-a-rig-um-do-rum-da _ [D]-da, What for the daddy-o?
[G] What for the daddy [D]-o?
There's whiskey in the jar. _
I counted out his money, and [Bm] it made a pretty penny, [G] I put it in me pocket, and I [D] took it home to Jenny.
She sighed and she swore [Bm] she'd never betray me, [G] That double-ticked old women, oh, they [F#] never can be easy.
[A] Mush-a-rig-um-do-rum-da [D]-da, What for the daddy-o?
[G] What for the daddy-o?
[D] There's whiskey in the jar. _
I went up to me chamber, [Bm] all sorbed to take me slumber, [G] I drank the golden-jeweled [D] boys, and sure it was [Bm] no wonder,
[D] But Jenny took me [F#m] charges, and [Bm] she filled them up with [G] water, Then said for Captain Farrell to be [D] ready for the slaughter.
[A] Mush-a-rig-um-do-rum-da [D]-da, What for the daddy [G]-o?
What for the daddy-o?
[D] There's whiskey in the jar.
_ Next day as I was leaving, [Bm] it was early in the [G] morning, The captain and his soldiers [D] came at me [Bm] with a warning,
I [D] had a British-made [C#m] pistol, [Bm] she stole away my [F#m] sabre, [G] I couldn't shoot the water, [D] so a prisoner I [Bm] was taken.
Mush-a-rig [E]-um-do-rum-da [A] [D]-da, What for the daddy [G]-o?
What for the daddy [D]-o?
There's whiskey in the jar.
_ I'd like to find my [C#m] brother, he's the [Bm] one that's in the army, I [G] don't know where he's stationed, is it Port or [Bm] in Killarney?
[D] Together we'll go riding o'er [Bm] the mountains of Kilkenny, [G] Oh I know he'll treat me better [D] than my [Bm] darling's poor old Jenny.
Mush-a [A]-rig-um-do-rum-da [D]-da, What for the daddy [G]-o?
What for the daddy-o?
[D] There's whiskey in the jar.
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[F#m] _ [G] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
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[G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [Bm] Mush [A]-a-rig-um-do-rum-da-da, [D] What for the daddy-o?
[G] What for the daddy-o?
[D] There's whiskey in the jar. _
There's some delight in [F#m] fishing, [Bm] and some delight in bowling, [G] And some take delight [D] in their carriages [Bm]
rolling,
[D] But I take delight [Bm] in the juice of the barley, [G] And porting pretty girls in the morning bright and early.
[A] Mush-a-rig-um-do-rum-da [D]-da, What for the daddy [G]-o?
What for the daddy [D]-o?
There's whiskey in the jar.
Mush [A]-a-rig-um-do-rum-da [D]-da, What for the daddy-o?
[G] What for the daddy-o?
There's whiskey in the jar.
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