Finnegan's Wake-Ronnie Drew
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[00:00.00]Finnegan's Wake - Ronnie Drew
[00:01.55]Ah Tim Finnegan lived in Walking Street
[00:03.63]A gentleman Irish mighty odd
[00:05.97]He had a tongue both rich and sweet
[00:07.98]An' to rise in the world he carried a hod
[00:10.37]Ah but Tim had a sort of a tipplin' way
[00:12.64]With the love of the liquor he was born
[00:14.63]An' to send him on his way each day
[00:16.52]He'd a drop of the craythur every morn
[00:18.43]Whack fol the dah will ya dance to yer partner
[00:20.47]Around the flure yer trotters shake
[00:21.90]Wasn't it the truth I told you
[00:23.56]Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
[00:25.68]One morning Tim was rather full
[00:28.19]His head felt heavy which made him shake
[00:30.56]He fell off the ladder and he broke his skull
[00:32.88]And they carried him home his corpse to wake
[00:34.95]Well they rolled him up in a nice clean sheet
[00:37.31]And they laid him out upon the bed
[00:39.13]With a bottle of whiskey at his feet
[00:40.99]And a barrel of porter at his head
[00:42.87]Whack fol the dah will ya dance to yer partner
[00:44.93]Around the flure yer trotters shake
[00:46.35]Wasn't it the truth I told you
[00:48.20]Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
[00:50.03]Well his friends assembled at the wake
[00:52.27]And Mrs Finnegan called for lunch
[00:54.70]Well first they brought in tay and cake
[00:56.84]Then pipes tobacco and brandy punch
[00:59.34]Then the widow Malone began to cry
[01:01.66]"Such a lovely corpse did you ever see
[01:04.13]Arrah Tim avourneen why did you die"
[01:06.01]"Will ye hould your gob" said Molly McGee
[01:08.14]Whack fol the dah will ya dance to yer partner
[01:10.01]Around the flure yer trotters shake
[01:11.42]Wasn't it the truth I told you
[01:12.99]Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
[01:15.15]Well Mary O'Connor took up the job
[01:17.21]"Biddy" says she"you're wrong I'm sure"
[01:19.48]Well Biddy gave her a belt in the gob
[01:21.74]And left her sprawling on the floor
[01:24.07]Well civil war did then engage
[01:26.14]T'was woman to woman and man to man
[01:27.90]Shillelagh law was all the rage
[01:29.94]And a row and a ruction soon began
[01:31.82]Whack fol the dah will ya dance to yer partner
[01:33.83]Around the flure yer trotters shake
[01:35.18]Wasn't it the truth I told you
[01:36.97]Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
[01:38.99]Well Tim Maloney raised his head
[01:41.19]When a bottle of whiskey flew at him
[01:43.70]He ducked and landing on the bed
[01:45.79]The whiskey scattered over Tim
[01:48.33]Bedad he revives see how he rises
[01:50.59]Tim Finnegan rising in the bed
[01:52.99]Saying"Whittle your whiskey around like blazes
[01:54.99]T'underin' Jaysus do ye think I'm dead"
[01:57.00]Whack fol the dah will ya dance to yer partner
[01:58.92]Around the flure yer trotters shake
[02:00.49]Wasn't it the truth I told you
[02:02.13]Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
[02:03.85]How would you want the game off
[ar:Ronnie Drew]
[al:Legends Of Irish Folk]
[by:]
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[00:00.00]Finnegan's Wake - Ronnie Drew
[00:01.55]Ah Tim Finnegan lived in Walking Street
[00:03.63]A gentleman Irish mighty odd
[00:05.97]He had a tongue both rich and sweet
[00:07.98]An' to rise in the world he carried a hod
[00:10.37]Ah but Tim had a sort of a tipplin' way
[00:12.64]With the love of the liquor he was born
[00:14.63]An' to send him on his way each day
[00:16.52]He'd a drop of the craythur every morn
[00:18.43]Whack fol the dah will ya dance to yer partner
[00:20.47]Around the flure yer trotters shake
[00:21.90]Wasn't it the truth I told you
[00:23.56]Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
[00:25.68]One morning Tim was rather full
[00:28.19]His head felt heavy which made him shake
[00:30.56]He fell off the ladder and he broke his skull
[00:32.88]And they carried him home his corpse to wake
[00:34.95]Well they rolled him up in a nice clean sheet
[00:37.31]And they laid him out upon the bed
[00:39.13]With a bottle of whiskey at his feet
[00:40.99]And a barrel of porter at his head
[00:42.87]Whack fol the dah will ya dance to yer partner
[00:44.93]Around the flure yer trotters shake
[00:46.35]Wasn't it the truth I told you
[00:48.20]Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
[00:50.03]Well his friends assembled at the wake
[00:52.27]And Mrs Finnegan called for lunch
[00:54.70]Well first they brought in tay and cake
[00:56.84]Then pipes tobacco and brandy punch
[00:59.34]Then the widow Malone began to cry
[01:01.66]"Such a lovely corpse did you ever see
[01:04.13]Arrah Tim avourneen why did you die"
[01:06.01]"Will ye hould your gob" said Molly McGee
[01:08.14]Whack fol the dah will ya dance to yer partner
[01:10.01]Around the flure yer trotters shake
[01:11.42]Wasn't it the truth I told you
[01:12.99]Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
[01:15.15]Well Mary O'Connor took up the job
[01:17.21]"Biddy" says she"you're wrong I'm sure"
[01:19.48]Well Biddy gave her a belt in the gob
[01:21.74]And left her sprawling on the floor
[01:24.07]Well civil war did then engage
[01:26.14]T'was woman to woman and man to man
[01:27.90]Shillelagh law was all the rage
[01:29.94]And a row and a ruction soon began
[01:31.82]Whack fol the dah will ya dance to yer partner
[01:33.83]Around the flure yer trotters shake
[01:35.18]Wasn't it the truth I told you
[01:36.97]Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
[01:38.99]Well Tim Maloney raised his head
[01:41.19]When a bottle of whiskey flew at him
[01:43.70]He ducked and landing on the bed
[01:45.79]The whiskey scattered over Tim
[01:48.33]Bedad he revives see how he rises
[01:50.59]Tim Finnegan rising in the bed
[01:52.99]Saying"Whittle your whiskey around like blazes
[01:54.99]T'underin' Jaysus do ye think I'm dead"
[01:57.00]Whack fol the dah will ya dance to yer partner
[01:58.92]Around the flure yer trotters shake
[02:00.49]Wasn't it the truth I told you
[02:02.13]Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
[02:03.85]How would you want the game off
