Tonart: C major
Verse 1
C
As I was going over the
Bb
park in Kerry Mountain
C
I met with Dumplin' Farrell
Bb
and his money he was counting
C
I first reduced my pistol
and I then reduced my rapier,
Stand and deliver,
for you are my gold saver
Oh, quack while I diddle,
F
oh, quack while I diddle
C
G
All the whisky in the jar
C
F
Quack while I diddle, oh, while I diddle
C
G
C
All the whisky in the jar
He counted out his money
And it made a pretty penny
Bb
C
I put it in my pockets
Bb
And I gave it to my Jenny
C
She sighed and she swore
That she never would betray me
But the devil paid the women
For it never can be easy
F
Oh, quack while I diddle, oh, while I diddle
C
G
All the whisky in the jar
C
Whack -a -la -diddle -o,
F
Whack -a -la -diddle -o,
C
G
C
The whisky in the jar
I went into my chamber
Bb
All four to take a slumber
C
I dreamt of golden jewels
Bb
And sure it was no wonder
C
Where Jenny drew my charges
And she filled them up with war
And she sent for Captain Farrell
To be ready for the slaughter
Whack -a -la -diddle -o,
F
Whack -a -la -diddle -o,
C
G
The whisky in the jar
C
Quack for the diddle -o,
F
quack for the diddle -o,
C
G
C
the frisky in the jar
Once early in the morning,
Bb
before I rose to travel
C
Up comes a band of footmen,
and likewise Captain Furl
Bb
C
I then produced my pistol,
for she stole away my rapier
But I couldn't shoot the water,
so a prisoner I was taken
Quack for the diddle -o,
F
quack for the diddle -o,
C
G
the frisky in the jar
C
Quack for the diddle -o,
F
quack for the diddle -o,
C
G
C
the frisky in the jar
They put me into prison
Bb
without a judge or writing
C
For robbing Captain Farrell
Bb
on the far -famed Ferry Mountain
C
Well, couldn't take me fist,
so I got the jailer down
And I bid farewell to the jail
and the brick town
Whack while I diddle -o,
F
whack while I diddle -o,
C
G
the whisky in the jar
C
Whack while I diddle -o,
F
whack while I diddle -o,
C
G
C
the whisky in the jar
Now there's some take delight
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in the fishin' and the bowlin'
C
And others take delight
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in the carriage faster rollin'
in the juice of the barney
And courting pretty lassies
in the mountains of Killarney
F
Oh, bulletin' low, quick bulletin' low,
C
G
the whisky in the jar
C
F
Quick bulletin' low, quick bulletin' low,
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