Misc Traditional – Insulin In The Jar (Guitar)
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A funny Diabetic camp song taken from the Irish Folk song "Whiskey in the Jar"
[Verse]
C Am F While I was walking over Swatara's famed Appalachian Mountains, Me head began C G C to ache me must been carbs I twasn't counting. First I produce me apple juice, and Am F C G then I produced me crackers. Saints preserve us I forgot the smuckers!!!
[Chrous]
G Musha ring a doo ra Da C Wacko mi Dadio F Wacko mi Dadio C G C There's insulin in the jar
[Verse]
C Am F C I began to feel better until I felt must worse. I swiftly grew queasy, and developed a G C Am F terrible thirst. I ran to the infirmary, and ask doc for some relievin' but since this is C G pre-1920 all he had was leeches.
[Chrous]
G Musha ring a doo ra Da C Wacko mi Dadio F Wacko mi Dadio C G C There's insulin in the jar
[Verse]
C Am F C I began to grow ill and I could see a white light. Without some medicine I wouldn't G C Am last the night. The Doctor stopped in to see me, and had a strange idea. F C G He wanted to butcher me pig Suzanna suppose for me final meal.
[Chrous]
G Musha ring a doo ra Da C Wacko mi Dadio F Wacko mi Dadio C G C There's insulin in the jar
[Verse]
C Am He proceeded to removed the innards and squeezed one in a jar, F C G but what he did next surprised me still by far. C Am He injected me with this liquid that came out of that pig. F C G I began to feel much better so I got up and did a jig.
[Chorus]
G Musha ring a doo ra Da C Wacko mi Dadio F Wacko mi Dadio C G C Thereâs insulin in the jar
[Verse]
C Am That is mi tale, and it tisn't much for glam. F C G But I still maintain that Suzanna was a mighty fine ham. C Am Now when I need relievin' I reach for me syringe. F C G It may be quite a task, but hey I gotta live.
[Chorus]
G Musha ring a doo ra Da C Wacko mi Dadio F Wacko mi Dadio C G C Thereâs insulin in the jar G Musha ring a doo ra Da C Wacko mi Dadio F Wacko mi Dadio C G C There's insulin in the jar