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Finegan's Wake

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Ah Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin Street, a gentle Irishman mighty odd Well he had a brogue both rich and sweet, an' to rise in the world he carried a hod Ah but Tim had a sort of tipplin way with 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 Chorus: Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake Isn't it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake Ah One morning Tim was rather full, his head felt heavy which made him shake He fell from a 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 laid him out upon the bed A bottle of whiskey at his feet and a barrel of porter at his head Well his friends a**embled at the wake, and Mrs Finnegan called for lunch First she brought in tay and


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