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The Foggy Few - Finnegan's Wake lyrics
Tim Finnegan lived in Walker Street And he had a brogue so rich and sweet With a love of the liquor poor Tim was born, he took a drop of the craythur every morn! One morning Tim was rather full, his head felt heavy and it made him shake. He fell off the ladder and he broke his skull they carried home his corpse to wake. They wrapped him up in a nice clean sheet and laid him out upon the bed, with a plenty of candles around his feet and a gallon of porter at his head Whack fol the hurray and take yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake. Isn't it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake! His friends assembled at the wake, and missus Finnegan called for lunch. First she laid out tea and cake, then pipes, tobacco and whiskey punch. Biddy O’Brien began to cry, "Such a lovely clean corpse, did you ever see. Tim auvreem why did you die?", "Oh, none of your gab!" said Biddy McGee. Peggie O'Connor took up the job, "Biddy" says she "you're wrong I'm sure". But Biddy gave her a belt on the gob and left her sprawling on the floor. Both sides in war did soon engageit was woman to woman and man to man. Shillelagh law was all the rageand a row and a ruction soon began. Mickey Maloney raised his head when a naggin of whiskey flew at him. It missed, and landed on the bed, the whiskey scattered over Tim. Bedad he revives see how he risesTim Finnegans jumping from the bed. Saying "Whittle your whiskey around like blazes t'underin' Jaysus, do ye think I'm dead?" |
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