Finnegans Wake

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Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin 
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Street, a gentle Irishman mighty odd
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He had a brogue both rich and 
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sweet, an' to rise in the world he
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 carried a hod
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You see he'd a sort of a tipplers 
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way with the love for the liquor 
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poor Tim was born
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To help him on his way each day, 
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he'd a drop of the craythur every 
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morn


[Chorus]
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Whack fol the dah now dance to 
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yer partner 'round the floor yer 
trotters shake
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Wasn't it the truth I told you? 
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Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake


[Verse]
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One morning Tim got rather full, 
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his head felt heavy which made him 
shake
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Fell from a ladder and he broke 
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his skull, and they carried him 
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home his corpse to wake
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Rolled him up in a nice clean 
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sheet, and laid him out upon the bed
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A bottle of whiskey at his feet 
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and a barrel of porter at his head

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Whack fol the dah now dance to 
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yer partner 'round the floor yer 
trotters shake
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Wasn't it the truth I told you? 
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Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake

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His friends assembled at the wake,
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 and Mrs Finnegan called for lunch
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First she brought in tay and 
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cake, then pipes, tobacco and 
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whiskey punch
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Biddy O'Brien began to cry, "Such a
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 nice clean corpse, did you ever 
see,
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Tim avourneen, why did you die?",
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 "Will ye hould your gob?" said 
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Paddy McGee

[Chorus]
C                     Am         
Whack fol the dah now dance to 
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yer partner 'round the floor yer 
trotters shake
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Wasn't it the truth I told you? 
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Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake

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Then Maggie O'Connor took up the 
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job, "Biddy" says she "you're wrong,
 I'm sure"
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Biddy gave her a belt in the gob 
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and left her sprawling on the floor
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Then the war did soon engage, 
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t'was woman to woman and man to man
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Shillelagh law was all the rage 
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and a row and a ruction soon began

[Chorus]
C                     Am         
Whack fol the dah now dance to 
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yer partner 'round the floor yer 
trotters shake
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Wasn't it the truth I told you? 
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Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake

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Mickey Maloney ducked his head 
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when a bucket of whiskey flew at him
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It missed, and falling on the bed,
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 the liquor scattered over Tim
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Bedad he revives, see how he 
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rises, Timothy rising from the bed
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Saying "Whittle your whiskey 
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around like blazes, t'underin' 
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blazes, do ye think I'm dead?"

[Chorus]
C                     Am         
Whack fol the dah now dance to 
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yer partner 'round the floor yer 
trotters shake
C             Am                
Wasn't it the truth I told you? 
F              G          C
Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake

C                     Am         
Whack fol the dah now dance to 
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yer partner 'round the floor yer 
trotters shake
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Wasn't it the truth I told you? 
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Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake