1963 version of this traditional Irish song
Intro = C
Verse 1
C Bb
As I was going over the far famed Kerry mountains
C Bb
I met with Captain Farrel and his money he was countin'
C
I first produced my pistol and I than produced my rapier
C G C
Sayin' stand and deliver for you are my bold deceiver
Chorus
C Bb
Oh one for the diddle o one for the diddle o
C Bb
There's whiskey in the jar
C Bb
One for the diddle o one for the diddle o
C G C
There's whiskey in the jar
Verse 2
C Bb
He counted out his money and it made a pretty penny
C Bb
I put it in my pocket and I gave it to my Jenny
C
She sighed and she swore that she never would betray me
C G C
But the devil takes the women for they never can be easy
Chorus
C Bb
Oh one for the diddle o one for the diddle o
C Bb
There's whiskey in the jar
C Bb
One for the diddle o one for the diddle o
C G C
There's whiskey in the jar
Verse 3
C Bb
I went into my chamber all for to take a slumber
C Bb
I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure it was no wonder
C
But Jenny drew my charges and she filled them out with water
C G C
Then sent for Captain Farrel to be ready for the slaughter
Chorus
C Bb
Oh one for the diddle o one for the diddle o
C Bb
There's whiskey in the jar
C Bb
One for the diddle o one for the diddle o
C G C
There's whiskey in the jar
Verse 4
C Bb
'Twas early in the morning just before I rose to travel
C Bb
Up comes a band of footmen and likewise Captain Farrel
C
I first produced my pistol for she stole away my rapier
C G C
But I couldn't shoot the water so a prisoner I was taken
Chorus
C Bb
Oh one for the diddle o one for the diddle o
C Bb
There's whiskey in the jar
C Bb
One for the diddle o one for the diddle o
C G C
There's whiskey in the jar
Verse 5
C Bb
They put me into prison without a judge or right to
C Bb
For robbin' Captain Farrel on the far famed Kerry mountains
C
But they couldn't take me fists so I knocked a jailer down
C G C
So I bad farewell to the jail of Limerick town
Chorus
C Bb
Oh one for the diddle o one for the diddle o
C Bb
There's whiskey in the jar
C Bb
One for the diddle o one for the diddle o
C G C
There's whiskey in the jar
Verse 6
C Bb
Now there's some take delight in the fishin' and the bowlin'
C Bb
And others take delight in the carriage faster rollin'
C
But I take delight in the juice of the barley
C G C
And courtin' pretty laies in the mountains of Killarney
Chorus
C Bb
Oh one for the diddle o one for the diddle o
C Bb
There's whiskey in the jar
C Bb
One for the diddle o one for the diddle o
C G C
There's whiskey in the jar
