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waxies dargle - finnegan's wake lyrics

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[verse 1]
tim finnegan lived in walken street
a gentle irishman, mighty odd
he’d a beautiful brogue, so rich and sweet
but to rise in the world, he carried a hod
well, you see, he’d a sort of a tipplin’ way
with a love for the liquor, poor tim was born
to help him on with his work each day
he’d a drop of the craythur every morn

[chorus]
whack+fol+the+da, now, dance to your partner
’round the floor your trotters shake
wasn’t it the truth i told you?
lots of fun at finnegan’s wake

[verse 2]
one mornin’ 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
they laid him out upon the bed
a bottle of porter at his feet
and a gallon of whiskey at his head (oh!)

[chorus]
whack+fol+the+da, now, dance to your partner
’round the floor your trotters shake
wasn’t it the truth i told you?
lots of fun at finnegan’s wake

[verse 3]
his friends assembled at the wake
when mrs. finnegan called for lunch
first she brought in tea and cake
then pipes, tobacco and whiskey punch
biddy o’brien began to cry
“such a nice clean corpse, did you ever see?
tim, mavournin, why did you die?”
“argh, shut your gob!” said paddy mcghee (ho!)

[chorus]
whack+fol+the+da, now, dance to your partner
’round the floor your trotters shake
wasn’t it the truth i told you?
lots of fun at finnegan’s wake

[verse 4]
and maggie o’connor took up the job
“biddy,” says she, “you’re wrong, i’m sure”
biddy gave her a belt in the gob
and left her sprawlin’ on the floor
then the war did soon engage
was woman+to+woman and man+to+man
shillelagh law was all the rage
and a row and a ruction soon began (ho!)

[chorus]
whack+fol+the+da, now, dance to your partner
’round the floor your trotters shake
wasn’t it the truth i told you?
lots of fun at finnegan’s wake

[verse 5]
then mickey maloney raised his head
when a noggin of whiskey flew at him
it missed him, landin’ on the bed
the liquor scattered over tim
tim revives, see how he rises
timothy risin’ from the bed
sayin’, “whirl your whiskey ’round like blazes
thanum an dhul, do you thunk i’m dead?” (ho!)

[chorus]
whack+fol+the+da, now, dance to your partner
’round the floor your trotters shake
wasn’t it the truth i told you?
lots of fun at finnegan’s wake

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