Whisky in the Jar

trad. / Thin Lizzy

	G	Em
As	I was going over the	Cork and Kerry Mountains

	C	G
I	saw Captain Farrell and his	money he was coutin‘.

	G	Em
I	first produced my pistol and	then produced my rapier.

	C	G
I	said stand and deliver or the	devil he make take you

I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny

I took all of his money and I brought it home to Molly

She swore that she loved me, never would she leave me

For the devil take that woman, for you know she tricked me easy

Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber

Taking my Molly with me and I never knew the danger

For about six or maybe seven, in walked Captain Farrell

I jumped up, fired off my pistols and I shot him with both barrels

Now some men like a fishing and some men like a fowling

And some men like to hear a cannonball a-roarin'

But me I like sleeping, especially in my Molly's chamber

But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain yeah