Finnegan’s Wake

Lyrics

[Verse 1] 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' [Verse 2] 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 [Verse 3] His friends assembled at his wake And Mrs. Finnegan called for lunch First they brought in tay and cake Then pipes, tobacco and whiskey punch Biddy O'Brien began to cry Such a nice clean corpse, did you ever see Tim avourneen, why did you die? "Hold your gob!" said Paddy McGee [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 [Verse 4] Then Peggy O'Connor took up the job Biddy she says, "You're wrong, I'm sure" Biddy then gave her a belt in the gob And left her sprawling on the floor Then the war did soon engage Woman to woman and man to man Shillelagh law was all the rage And a row and a ruction soon began [Verse 5] Mickey Maloney, he raised his head When a bottle of whiskey flew at him It missed him falling on the bed The liquor scattered over Tim Tim revives, see how he rises Timothy rising from the bed "Whirl your whisky around like blazes Th'anam 'on diabhal! Do you think I'm dead?" [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 [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