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Finnegan's Wake

Artist:Dropkick Murphys  Album:Do Or Die  Writer:TRADITIONAL  Composer:TRADITIONAL 

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Tim Finnegan lived in Watling Street. A gentle Irishman, mighty odd. He'd a beautiful brogue so rich and sweet. To rise in the world he carried a hod. You see he'd sort of a tippling way, With love for a liquor poor Tim was born. To help him on with his work every day, He'd a drop of the craythur every morn'. One morning Tim was rather full. His head felt heavy, which made him shake. He fell from a ladder and broke his skull. They carried him home, his corpse to wake. Rolled him up in a nice clean sheet, And laid him out upon the bed, A bottle of whiskey at his feet, And a gallon of porter at his head. (chorus) Whack fol-de-dol now dance to your partner, Walk the floor, your trotters shake, Wasn't it the truth I told ye, Lots of fun at Finnegan's wake. His friends assembled at his wake, And Mrs. Finnegan called for lunch. First they brought in tay and



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