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Finnegans Wake

アーティスト:The Dubliners  アルバム:Collection 

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Tim Finnegan lived on Walkin Street, A gentleman Irish mighty odd Well, he had a brogue both rich and sweet, An' to rise in the world he carried a hod Well, he had a bit of a timmlin' way With a love for the liquor poor Tim was born And to send him on his way each day, He'd a drop of the craythur every morn (Chorus:) Whack fol the dah do now dance with your partner Whirl the floor your trotters shake Isn't it the truth I tell you, Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake One morning Tim felt rather full, His ole' head felt heavy which made him shake Well, he fell off the ladder and he broke his skull, Then they carried him home his corpse to wake Oh, they wrapped him up in a nice clean sheet, And they laid him out upon the bed With a gallon of whiskey at his feet And a bucket of porter at his head (Chorus) Well, his friends assembled at the wake, And missus Finnegan called for lunch Well, first she brought out tea and cake, Then pipes and tobacco and


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