D Now brave boys we're on the march A G Off to Portugal and Spain D Drums A-beating, banners A-waving G A The devil a-home will come tonight D D7 La, fare thee well With me tither-y-eye dum dah A G Me tither-y-eye dum da D Me right fol tur-a ladee G A D Oh, there's whiskey in the jar Chorus: D Hey, whiskey you?re the devil G D You're leading me astray G D A O'er hills and mountains into Amerikay D Your sweetness from the bleachner G D You're spunkier than tea, D A D Ah, whiskey you're me darlin?, drunk or sober The French are fighting boldly Men are dying hot and coldly Give every man his flash, gunpowder His firelock on his shoulder La, fare thee well With me tither-y-eye dum dah Me tither-y-eye dum da Me right fol tur-a ladee oh, there's whiskey in the jar Chorus Says the mother, "Do not wrong me Don't take me daughter from me For if you do, I will torment you And after death, me ghost will haunt you" La, fare thee well With me tither-y-eye dum dah Me tither-y-eye dum da Me right fol tur-a ladee oh, there's whiskey in the jar Chorus | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D D7 G |