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54 lines
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{t: Whiskey in the Jar}
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{a: traditional}
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As [C]I was going over
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the [Am]Kilmagenny mountain,
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I [F]met with Captain Farrell
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and his [C]money he was counting,
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I first produced me pistol,
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and [Am]then I drew my rapier, saying
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'[F]Stand and deliver for you
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[C]are a bold deceiver!'
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{soc}
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With me [G7]ring dum a doodle um dah,
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[C]whack fol the daddy [C7]o,
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[F]whack fol the daddy o,
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there's [C]whiskey [G7]in the [C]jar!
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{eoc}
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He counted out his money,
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and it made a pretty penny,
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I put it in me pocket
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and I took it home to Jenny.
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She sighed and she swore
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that she never would betray me,
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but the Devil take the women
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for they never can be easy!
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I went into my chamber
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all for to take a slumber,
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I dreamt of gold and jewels
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and for sure it was no wonder.
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But Jenny drew me charges,
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and she filled them up with water,
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and she sent for captain Farrell
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to be ready for the slaughter
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And itwas early in the mornin
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before I rose to travel,
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up comes a band of footmen
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and likewise Captain Farrell.
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I then produced my pistol,
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for she'd stolen away my rapier,
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but I couldn't shoot the water,
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so a prisoner I was taken!
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If anyone can aid me,
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it's me brother in the army,
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If I can find his station
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in Cork or in Killarney.
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And if he'd come and join me,
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we'd go roving in Kilkenny,
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I'm sure he'd treat me better
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than me darling sporting Jenny!
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