WHISKEY IN THE JAR (Time: 2/2) 

(>) = C C/B Am Am7/G As Alternative base/strum run, count: 1   &  2  &   3     &   4   &  1

                                                           C      C/B    Am        Am7/G  C…

                                                           Mon-ey he was count-in’  I     first

 

    C                          C                     Am                              Am

AS  I  WAS GOING O-VER THE CORK AND KER-RY MOUNTAIN

   F                                      F                                        C (>)                        C

I MET WITH CAP-TAIN FAR-RELL AND HIS     MO-NEY HE WAS COUNT-IN'

   C                                         C                             Am                            Am

I FIRST PRO-DUCED ME PIS-TOL_     AND THEN I DREW MY SA-BRE

                   F                          F                             C(>)                       C

SAY-ING STAND AND DE-LIV-ER  FOR I     AM A BOLD DE-CEI-VER

 

                   G7                                               G7   1-2-3-4  

MUSH-A  RING - UM – A - DU – RAMA - DA

C                                                             C7   1-2   F                                F

              WHACK FOL THE DAD-DY O,             WHACK FOL THE DAD-DY O,

                      C      -         G7           C

THERE'S    WHISKEY  IN  THE JAR.

 

 

       C                                     C                          Am                              Am     

HE COUNT-ED OUT HIS MON-EY AND IT MADE A PRET-TY PEN-NY

    F                         F                              C(>)                        C

I  PUT IT IN MY POCK-ET FOR TO TAKE IT TO MY JEN-NY

          C                                C                               Am                                Am

SHE SIGHED AND SHE SWORE THAT SHE NEV-ER WOULD BE-TRAY ME

                   F                              F                                    C(>)                  C

BUT THE DIV-IL TAKE THE WOM-EN FOR THEY DE-CEIVE SO EAS-Y

 

   C                             C                             Am                           Am

I WENT INTO MY CHAMB-ER ALL    FOR TO TAKE A SLUMB-ER

   F                                            F                              C(>)                        C

I DREAMT OF GOLD AND JEW - ELS    FOR SURE IT WAS NO WOND-ER

          C                                  C                                  Am                                        Am

BUT JEN-NY DREW MY CHARGES AND SHE   FILLED THEM UP WITH WAT-ER

                    F                                    F                              C(>)                            C

AND SHE SENT FOR CAP-TAIN FAR-RELL TO BE READ-Y FOR THE SLAUGHT-ER

 

                       C                           C                         Am                           Am

AND 'TWAS EARL-Y IN THE MORN-IN’ BE - FORE I ROSE TO TRAV-EL

        F                                 F                             C(>)                                 C

UP COMES A BAND OF FOOT-MEN AND LIKE-WISE CAP-TAIN FAR-RELL

   C                                    C                        Am                                   Am

I GOES TO DRAW  MY PIS-TOL, FOR JEN-NY'D STOLE MY  SAB-RE

             F                                          F                         C(>)                        C

BUT I COULD-N'T SHOOT THE WAT-ER SO A PRIS-‘NER I WAS TAK-EN

 

             C                                     C                             Am                                  Am

THEY THROWED ME IN-TO PRIS-ON  WITH - OUT NO JUDGE NOR WRIT-IN’

          F                                    F                                C(>)               C

FOR ROB-BIN’ CAP-TAIN FAR-RELL   UP ON KIL-GAR-Y MOUN-TAIN

                      C                                  C                Am                                        Am

BUT THEY DID NOT TAKE ME FISTS SO I KNOCKED THE JAIL-ER DOWN

             F                           F                            C(>)                    C

AND I BID ME SELF A-DIEU TO THE     JAIL IN SLI-GO TOWN

 

                C                        C                                Am                              Am

AND IF ANY-ONE CAN AIDE ME,  IT'S MY BROTH-ER IN THE ARM-Y

      F                                      F                              C(>)                           C

IF  I  COULD LEARN HIS STA-TION BE IT   CORK OR IN KILL-ARN-EY

          C                                  C                                 Am                        Am

AND IF HE'D COME AND JOIN ME, WE'D GO ROV-IN’ IN KIL-KEN-NY

                 F                                       F                                  C(>)                                C

I'LL EN-GAGE HE'D TREAT ME FAIR-ER THAN ME DAR-LIN’ SPORT-IN’ JEN-NY

 

            C                             C                        Am                             Am

NOW SOME TAKES DE-LIGHT IN THE BOX-IN’ AND THE BOWL-IN’

           F                                       F                                  C(>)                             C

AND SOME GETS THEIR DE-LIGHT FROM THE HURL-IN’ AND THE ROLL-IN’

               C                             C                                     Am                          Am

WELL,  I  GETS MY DE - LIGHT FROM THE            JUICE OF THE BAR-LEY

           F                                    F                                   C(>)                            C

AND COURT-IN’ PRET-TY WO-MEN IN THE      MORN-IN’,   OH  SO EAR-LY