Finnegan's Wake - The Dubliners
Written by：Ken Casey/Matthew Edward Kelly/Rick Barton
Ah Tim Finnegan lived in walking street
A gentleman Irish mighty odd
Well he had a tongue both rich and sweet
An' to rise in the world he carried a hod
Ah but Tim had a sort of a tipplin' way
With the love of the liquor he was born
An' to send him on his way each day
He'd a drop of the craythur every morn
Whack fol the dah will ya dance to yer partner
Around the flure yer trotters shake
Wasn't it the truth I told you
Lots of fun at Finnegan's wake
One morning Tim was rather full
His head felt heavy which made him shake
He fell off the ladder and he broke his skull
And they carried him home his corpse to wake
Well they rolled him up in a nice clean sheet
And they laid him out upon the bed
With a bottle of whiskey at his feet
And a barrel of porter at his head
Whack fol the dah will ya dance to yer partner
Around the flure yer trotters shake
Wasn't it the truth I told you
Lots of fun at Finnegan's wake
Well his friends assembled at the wake
And Mrs Finnegan called for lunch
Well first they brought in tay and cake
Then pipes tobacco and brandy punch
Then the widow Malone began to cry
Such a lovely corpse did you ever see
Arrah Tim avourneen why did you die
Will ye hould your gob said molly McGee
Whack fol the dah will ya dance to yer partner
Around the flure yer trotters shake
Wasn't it the truth I told you
Lots of fun at Finnegan's wake
Well Mary O'Connor took up the job
Biddy says she you're wrong I'm sure
Well biddy gave her a belt in the gob
And left her sprawling on the floor
Well civil war did then engage
T'was woman to woman and man to man
Shillelagh law was all the rage
And a row and a ruction soon began
Whack fol the dah will ya dance to yer partner
Around the flure yer trotters shake
Wasn't it the truth I told you
Lots of fun at Finnegan's wake
Well Tim maloney raised his head
When a bottle of whiskey flew at him
He ducked and landing on the bed
The whiskey scattered over Tim
Bedad he revives see how he rises
Tim Finnegan rising in the bed
Saying whittle your whiskey around like blazes
T'underin' jaysus do ye think I'm dead
Whack fol the dah will ya dance to yer partner
Around the flure yer trotters shake
Wasn't it the truth I told you
Lots of fun at Finnegan's wake
Have you not want give baby
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