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| door = dubliners
| door = dubliners
| video = Yfwjoztf2Dk
| video = Yfwjoztf2Dk
| nivo = 5
| chords = C Am F Dm G Dm7
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As {{C}}I was a goin' over the {{Am}}far famed Kerry mountains
As {{C}}I was a goin' over the {{Am}}far famed Kerry mountains
Regel 11: Regel 13:
I {{C}}first produced my pistol and I {{Am}}then produced my rapier
I {{C}}first produced my pistol and I {{Am}}then produced my rapier
Saying {{F}}"Stand and deliver" for he {{C}}were a bold deceiver
Saying {{F}}"Stand and deliver" for he {{C}}were a bold deceiver
  Mush-a {{Dm}}ring dum-a do dum-a {{G}}da,  
      Mush-a {{Dm}}ring dum-a do dum-a {{G}}da,  
  {{C}}Wack fall the daddy-o, {{F}}wack fall the daddy-{{Dm7}}o
      {{C}}Wack fall the daddy-o, {{F}}wack fall the daddy-{{Dm7}}o
  There's {{C}}whiskey {{G7}}in the {{C}}jar
      There's {{C}}whiskey {{G7}}in the {{C}}jar


I counted out his money and it made a pretty penny
I counted out his money and it made a pretty penny

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Whiskey in the jar
Genre iers
Taal EN
Maatsoort 2/4
Toonsoort C
Door dubliners
Niveau 5
Akkoorden C Am F Dm G Dm7
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As CI was a goin' over the Amfar famed Kerry mountains
I Fmet with captain Farrell and his Cmoney he was counting
I Cfirst produced my pistol and I Amthen produced my rapier
Saying F"Stand and deliver" for he Cwere a bold deceiver
      Mush-a Dmring dum-a do dum-a Gda,
      CWack fall the daddy-o, Fwack fall the daddy-Dm7o
      There's Cwhiskey G7in the Cjar

I counted out his money and it made a pretty penny
I put it in me pocket and I took it home to Jenny
She sighed and she swore that she never would deceive me
But the devil take the women for they never can be easy

I went up to my chamber, all for to take a slumber
I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure 't was no wonder
But Jenny blew me charges and she filled them up with water
Then sent for captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter

't was early in the morning, just before I rose to travel
Up comes a band of footmen and likewise captain Farrell
I first produced me pistol for she stole away me rapier
I couldn't shoot the water, so a prisoner I was taken

If anyone can aid me 't is my brother in the army
If I can find his station in Cork or in Killarney
And if he'll go with me, we'll go rovin' through Killkenny
And I'm sure he'll treat me better than my own a-sporting Jenny