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Sung by almost all folk singers in Ireland at some time in their life.

Finnegan's Wake

Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin' Street,
A gentleman Irish, mighty odd,
He had a tongue both rich and sweet,
And to rise in the world he carried a hod.

Now Tim had a sort of the tipplin' way,
With a love of the whiskey he was born,
And to help him on with his work each day,
He'd a drop of the cray-tur every morn.

chorus

Whack fol de da now, dance to your partner,
Round the floor, your trotters shake,
Wasn't it the truth I told you,
Lots of fun at Finnegan's wake.

One mornin' Tim was feelin' full,
His head was heavy which made him shake,
He fell from the ladder and broke his skull,
So they carried him home his corpse to wake.

They rolled him up in a nice clean sheet
And laid him out upon the bed,
A gallon of whiskey at his feet,
And a barrel of porter at his head.

His friends assembled at the wake,
And Mrs. Finnegan called for lunch,
First they brought in tea and cakes,
Then pipes, tobacco and whiskey punch.

Biddy O'Brien began to cry,
Such a nice clean corpse, did you ever see,
O' Tim, Avourneen, why did you die,
Ah hold your mouth said Paddy McGhee.

Then Maggie O'Connor took up the moan,
O Biddy says she, You're wrong, I'm sure,
Biddy she gave her a belt in the gob,
And left her sprawling on the floor.

Then a mighty war began to rage,
Tween woman and woman and man to man,
Shillelagh law all did engage,
And a row and a ruction soon began.

Then Mickey Maloney ducked his head,
When a noggin of whiskey flew at him,
It missed and fell upon the bed,
The whisky spilled all over Tim.

Bedad he revives and see how he rises,
Timothy rises from the bed,
Saying fling your whiskey around like blazes,
Thunderin hell Do you think I'm dead.


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