***Whiskey You're The Devil - Trad. Arr. The Pogues
from the album "Red Roses For Me" - Enigma Release
The following lyrics were copied from the great Shane site:
Shane MacGowan: Paddy Rolling Stone
http://www.csc.liv.ac.uk/~laurence/macgowan.html
(These lyrics were adapted from a version by Ingrid Knetsch,
and another by Joe McCabe, Ramon Rempel, and Ara Hacopian)
Whiskey You're The Devil
(Tin flute intro)
[Verse 1]
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 A
La, fare thee well With me tither-y-eye dum dah
Em G
Me tither-y-eye dum da
D
Me right fol tur-a ladee
A D
Oh, there's whiskey in the jar
[Chorus]
D G D
Hey, whiskey you?re the devil You?re leading me astray
D A
O'er hills and mountains into Amerikay
D G D
Your sweetness from the bleachner You're spunkier than tea,
D A D
Ah, whiskey you're me darlin?, drunk or so-ber
[Verse 2]
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]
D G D
Hey, whiskey you?re the devil You?re leading me astray
D A
O'er hills and mountains into Amerikay
D G D
Your sweetness from the bleachner You're spunkier than tea,
D A D
Ah, whiskey you're me darlin?, drunk or so-ber
[Break] (same as verse)
[Chorus]
D G D
Hey, whiskey you?re the devil You?re leading me astray
D A
O'er hills and mountains into Amerikay
D G D
Your sweetness from the bleachner You're spunkier than tea,
D A D
Ah, whiskey you're me darlin?, drunk or so-ber
[Verse 3]
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"
We're off, 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]
D G D
Hey, whiskey you?re the devil You?re leading me astray
D A
O'er hills and mountains into Amerikay
D G D
Your sweetness from the bleachner You're spunkier than tea,
D A D
Ah, whiskey you're me darlin?, drunk or so-ber
[Outro] [D D A D]