4. &. [Intro] | Em | Em | G | G | x2 [Verse] G Em As I was going over - The Cork and Kerry Mountains C G I saw Captain Farrell - And his money he was counting G Em I first produced my pistol - And then produced my rapier C G I said "Stand and deliver - Or the devil he may take ya" | Em | Em | G | G | x2 G Em I took all of his money - And it was Although a massive first hit for Thin Lizzy, this was actually meant to be the B-side. The band recorded "Black Boys On The Corner" as the A-side and put the old traditional Irish Song "Whiskey In The Jar" on the B-side because they didn't have anything else. It was the record company that decided to make "Whiskey in the Jar" the A-side. >>. "Whiskey in the Jar" is the tale of a highwayman or footpad who, after robbing a military or government official, is betrayed by a woman; whether she is his Whisky in the Jar Lyrics by The Seekers from the The Very Best of the Seekers [MFP] album - including song video, artist biography, translations and more: As I went a-walkin' on Kilgary Mountain, I spied Colonel Pepper, and his money he was countin'; I rattled out my pist… Provided to YouTube by Universal Music GroupWhiskey In The Jar · Thin LizzyShades Of A Blue Orphanage℗ 1972 Decca Music Group LimitedReleased on: 2007-01-01P There's whiskey in the jar He counted out his money and it made a pretty penny I put it in my pocket and I gave it up to Jenny She sighed and she swore she never would betray me But the devil take that woman for she never could lie easy Whack fol de daddy o, whack fol de daddy o There's whiskey in the jar Whack fol de daddy o, whack fol de daddy o ☘️ Purchase Album from iTunes Now: https://itunes.apple.com/ie/album/live-at-the-gaiety/id295949773 ☘️Since 1962, The Dubliners have been enthralling audienc Chorus. Ringum, doorum-a-da, Whack fol my daddy O, Whack fol my daddy O, There's whiskey in the jar. I counted out his money and it made a pretty penny. I put it in me pocket and I took it home to Jenny. She sighed and she swore that she never would deceive me. But the devil take the women for they never can be easy. Whiskey in the Jar Lyrics: As I was a goin' over the far famed Kerry mountains / I met with captain Farrell and his money he was counting / I first produced my pistol and I then produced my rapier 「Whiskey in the Jar」英語版Wikiによると、、、 「ウイスキー・イン・ザ・ジャー」は、アイルランド南部の山々を舞台にした アイルランドの伝統的な歌で、コークとケリーに特に言及されている。 R1JZ4H. Am G Em G Em As I was goin' over, the Cork and Kerry mountains C G I saw Captain Farrell, and his money he was countin' G Em I first produced my pistol, and then produced my rapier C G I said stand and deliver, or the devil he may take ya D Musha ring dum a do dum a dah C Whack for my daddy-o Whack for my daddy-o G There's whiskey in the jar-o G Em I took all of his money, and it was a pretty penny C G I took all of his money, and I brought it home to Molly G Em She swore that she loved me, never would she leave me C G But the devil take that woman, for you know she tricked me easy D Musha ring dum a do dum a dah C Whack for my daddy-o Whack for my daddy-o G There's whiskey in the jar-o G Em Being drunk and weary, I went to Molly's chamber C G Takin' my money with me, and I never knew the danger G Em For about six or maybe seven, in walked Captain Farrell C G I jumped up, fired off my pistols, and I shot him with both barrels D Musha ring dum a do dum a dah C Whack for my daddy-o Whack for my daddy-o G There's whiskey in the jar-o G Em Now some men like the fishin', and some men like the fowlin' C G And some men like ta hear, a cannon ball a roarin' G Em But me I like sleepin', specially in my Molly's chamber C G But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain yeah D Musha ring dum a doo dum a da C Whack for my daddy-o Whack for my daddy-o G There's whiskey in the jar-o Em G Tekst piosenki: As I was goin' over the Cork and Kerry mountains I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was countin' I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier I said stand and deliver or the devil he may take ya Musha ring dum a doo dum a da Whack for my daddy-o Whack for my daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar-o 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'd love me, never would she leave me But the devil take that woman for you know she tricked me easy Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber Takin' my money 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 the fishin' and some men like the fowlin' And some men like ta hear a cannon ball a roarin' Me I like sleepin' specially in my Molly's chamber But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain yeah Tłumaczenie: Kiedy przemierzałem Cork i Góry Kerry Ujrzałem Kapitana Farrella, jak liczył pieniądze Najpierw wyciągnąłem pistolet, później dobyłem rapiera Krzyknąłem: „pieniądze albo życie, diabeł już na ciebie czeka!” Musha ring dum a doo dum a da Wypij za mojego tatę Wypij za mojego tatę, W tym dzbanie jest whiskey Zabrałem mu wszystkie pieniądze, a było tego trochę Zabrałem mu wszystkie pieniądze, i zaniosłem je do domu, do Molly Przysięgała że mnie kocha, że nigdy mnie nie zostawi Ale diabeł opętał tą kobietę, zbyt łatwo mnie oszukała Byłem pijany i zmęczony, gdy poszedłem do komnaty Molly Zabrałem pieniądze ze sobą, nie wiedziałem co mnie tam czeka Około szóstej może siódmej, wszedł Kapitan Farrell Zerwałem się na równe nogi, wypaliłem z pistoletów i trafiłem go z obydwu Niektórzy ludzie lubią łowić ryby, niektórzy lubią polować na ptaki A niektórzy ludzie lubią słuchać odgłosów kanonady A ja lubię spać, szczególnie w komnacie mojej Molly Ale teraz jestem w więzieniu, trzyma mnie kula na łańcuchu Whiskey in the Jar - Chords, Lyrics and Origins Origins Whiskey in the Jar is arguably the second most well known Irish drinking song (I guess you could argue that the most well known is the Wild Rover). The song has been recorded by rock bands (Thin Lizzy and Metallica amongst them) as well as by a whole host of folk musicians, many of whom have Irish roots. One example of the latter is the Dubliners. It has also been performed by countless amateur and semi-professional musicians in pubs and bars around the globe. If I'm being honest, I think the song has been overplayed. However, there is a reason why it has been performed and recorded so many times, and that is because it is a great song with a rousing melody and memorable lyrics. So if you can divorce the song from its baggage, then you are left with a gem. Nobody really knows with any great certainty when Whiskey in the Jar was written. The earliest 'solid proof' of its existence seems to date from a Broadside ballad in the Bodleian Library collections, Oxford. This was published in the 1840s. However, it is certainly possible that Whiskey in the Jar pre-dates this by some decades. A little bit of potted history (with apologies to those who know much more than me about this): up until 1922, Ireland was ruled by the British from London. The majority catholic population felt (and were) oppressed by their British protestant masters. An Irish nationalist movement arose, and there were a number of failed up-risings. However, this ultimately culminated in Independence for most of Ireland after world war one. The struggle for freedom and resentment at opression gives the song its context. The hero of the song is a highwayman who robs a British officer at gunpoint, but who is then betrayed by an unfaithful woman. In this version of the song, he ends up in jail, hoping that his soldier-brother might ride to his rescue. It's possible, though not certain, that the highwayman is actually an Irish irregular ('gorrilla', bandit etc.). In any case, robbing a British soldier would have made him a hero in Irish nationalist eyes. Several different versions of the lyrics exist, including some that have the highwayman / bandit / irregular esaping from jail, and others that transport the setting to pre-revolutionary America. See this Wikipedia article for more information. Chords Capo at 2nd Fret CAs I was going overAmThe Kilmangeny mountain FI came on Captain Farrell C AmAnd his money he was counting. CI first produced me pistol,AmThen I drew me sabre FSaying, "Stand and deliver, C AmFor I am the bold deceiver."ChorusF G G7Singing ringum doorum-a-daCWhack fol the daddie-oFWhack fol the daddie-o C G CThere's whiskey in the jar. Lyrics As I was a goin' over the far-famed Kerry mountainsI met with captain Farrell and his money he was first produced me pistol and I then produced me rapier,Saying, "Stand and deliver for you are a bold deceiver." ChorusRingum, doorum-a-da,Whack fol my daddy O,Whack fol my daddy O,There's whiskey in the jar. I counted out his money and it made a pretty pennyI put it in me pocket and I took it home to JennyShe sighed and she swore that she never would deceive meBut the devil take the women for they never can be easy Repeat Chorus I went into my chamber, all for to take a slumberI dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure 't was no wonderJenny took me pistol. She filled it up with waterThen sent for captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter. Repeat Chorus 'twas early in the morning, just before I rose to travelUp comes a band of coopers and likewise captain FarrellI first produced me pistol for me rapier she had stolenI couldn't shoot the water, so a prisoner I was takenRepeat Chorus If there's anyone can aid me 'tis my brother in the armyIf I can find his station in Cork or in KillarneyIf he'll go with me, we'll go rovin' through KillkennyI'm sure he'll treat me better than my own a-sporting Jenny Repeat Chorus There's some take delight in the carriages a rollingAnd others take delight in the hurling and the bowling,But I take delight in the juice of the barleyAnd courting pretty fair maids in the morning bright and early Repeat Chorus