Исполнитель: | The Dubliners (English) |
Пользователь: | Rainer Z. |
Длительность: | 1100 секунд |
Начальная пауза: | 12 секунд |
Названия аккордов: | Германское (B->H) |
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Комментарии к подбору: | Нет |
Irish Folk
G Em
As I was going over the far famed Kerry mountains,
C G D
I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was count'n.
G Em
I first produced me pistol, and then produced me rapier,
C G
Saying stand and deliver for you are the bold deceiver.
D
Musha rig um du rum da
G
Whack fol the daddy o
C
Whack fol the daddy o
G D G
There's whiskey in the jar
G Em
I counted out his money and it made a pretty penny,
C G D
I put it in me pocket and I took it home to Jenny.
G Em
She sighed and she swore that she never would deceive me,
C G
But the devil take the women for they never can be easy.
D
Musha rig um du rum da
G
Whack fol the daddy o
C
Whack fol the daddy o
G D G
There's whiskey in the jar
G Em
I went up to me chamber all for to take a slumber
C G D
I dreamt of gold and jewels and sure it was no wonder,
G Em
But Jenny drew me charges and she filled them up with water,
C G
And sent for Captain Farrel, to be ready for the slaughter.
D
Musha rig um du rum da
G
Whack fol the daddy o
C
Whack fol the daddy o
G D G
There's whiskey in the jar
G Em
'Twas early in the morning before I rose to travel,
C G D
Up comes a band of footmen and likewise Captain Farrell;
G Em
I first produce my pistol, for she stole away my rapier
C G
But I couldn't shoot the water, so a prisoner I was taken.
D
Musha rig um du rum da
G
Whack fol the daddy o
C
Whack fol the daddy o
G D G
There's whiskey in the jar
G Em
And if anyone can aid me, 'tis my brother in the army,
C G D
If I could learn his station in Cork or in Killarney.
G Em
And if he'd come and join me we'd go roving through Kilkenny,
C G
I'm sure he'd treat me fairer than my own sporting Jenny.
D
Musha rig um du rum da
G
Whack fol the daddy o
C
Whack fol the daddy o
G D G
There's whiskey in the jar
G Em
There's some takes delight in the carriages a rolling,
C G D
Some takes delight in the hurlin' or the bowlin'.
G Em
But I takes delight in the juice of the barley,
C G
And courting pretty fair maids in the morning bright and early.
D
Musha rig um du rum da
G
Whack fol the daddy o
C
Whack fol the daddy o
G D G
There's whiskey in the jar