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Finnigan's Wake

アーティスト:The Clancy Brothers 

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Tim Finnegan lived in Watling Street A gentle Irishman, mighty odd He'd a beautiful brogue both rich and sweet And to rise in the world he carried a hod But Tim he'd sort of a tipplin way: With love for the liquor he was born And to help him on with his work each day He'd a drop of the craythur every morn' Whack fol-de-dah Will ye dance to your partner Welt the floor Your trotters shake Wasn't it the truth I told ye, lots of fun at Finnegan's wake One morning Tim got 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 They rolled him up in a nice clean sheet And laid him out upon the bed With a bucket of whiskey at his feet And a bottle of porter at his head Whack fol-de-dah Will ye dance to your partner Welt the floor Your trotters shake Wasn't it the truth I told ye, lots of fun at Finnegan's wake His friends assembled at the wake And Mrs. Finnegan called for lunch First she brought in tea and cake Then pipes, tobacco and whiskey punch


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