Tonalité : Ab major
Verse 1
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Tim Finnegan lived in Walking Street,
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A gentleman Irish mighty odd.
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He had a brogue both rich and sweet,
And to rise in the world he carried a haunt.
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But Tim had a touch of the Tipler's way,
With the love of the liquor he was born,
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And to send him on his way each day,
He'd a drop o' the crater
every morn,
Whack for the dough,
dance to your partner,
wealth of lure which your trotters shake.
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Isn't it the truth I tell you,
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lots of fun at Finnegan's wake.
One morning Tim was rather full,
his head felt heavy which made him shake.
He fell from the ladder and
he broke his skull,
so they carried him home,
his corpse to wake.
They wrapped him up in a nice clean sheet,
Laid him out upon the bed,
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With a bottle of porter at his feet,
And a bucket of whisky at his head.
Whack for the door,
dance to your partner,
Welt to the floor with your trotter shake.
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Isn't it the truth I tell you,
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Lots of fun at Finnegan's wake?
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His friends assembled at the wake,
and the Mrs Finnegan called for
lunch.
First they brought in tea and cake,
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then pipes, tobacco and whiskey punch.
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But Biddy O 'Brien began to cry,
such a neat, clean
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corpse did you ever see?
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Oh, Tim of Orn, why did
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you die?
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I'd have held your gob,
says Paddy McGee.
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Whack for the doe, dance to your partner
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Well to the floor
with your trotter shake
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Isn't it the truth I tell you
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Lots of fun at Finnegan's a -whack
Then Biddy O 'Connor took up the job
Ah Biddy says she,
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she a wrong I'm sure
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But Biddy fetched her a belt and a gob
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An d left her sprawling on the floor
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Then the war did soon engage,
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woman to woman and man to man,
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Shillelagh was all the rage,
a row and a ruction soon began,
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Whack for the door,
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dance to your partner,
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wealth to the floor
with your trotter shake,
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Isn't it the truth I tell you,
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lots of fun at Finnegan's awake?
Mickey Maloney raised his head
when a noggin of whiskey flew at him,
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It missed an d fallen on the bed
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The whisky scatters over Tim
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Be damned,
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he revives and see how he rises
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Finnegan rising in the bed
Saying, whittle your whisky
around like blazes
Paired in ages,
do you think I'm dead?
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Whack for the door,
dance to your partner
Welt to the floor
with your trotter shake
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Isn't it the truth I told you?
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There was lots of fun
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at Finnegan's O 'Wake.
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