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Verse 1
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Jim Jim Finnegan
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lived in Walkin' Street
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A gentle Irishman, mighty odd
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He had a blowboat, rich and sweet
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And to rise in the world he carried a hod
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You see, this sort of a tibbler's way
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With a look for the liquor
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To help a man with his work each day
Whack for the don, oh,
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Wealth before your torch, hey
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Wasn't it the truth, I tell you
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Lots of fun in Finnegan's way
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One mornin' Tim was rather full
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His head felt heavy which made him shake
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He fell from the ladder and broke his skull
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They carried him home his corpse to wake
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They rolled him up in a nice clean sheet
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And laid him out upon the bed
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With a gallon of whiskey on his feet
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And a barrel of porter at his head
Whack for the Don, oh,
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dance to your partner
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Well before your trotter shake
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Wasn't it the truth, I tell you
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Lots of fun at Finnegan's wake
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His friends assembled at the wake,
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and Mrs. Finnegan called for lunch
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First she brought in tea and cake,
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then pipes, tabaccy, and whisky punch
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Biddy O 'Brien began to prize,
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such a nice lean corpse did ye ever see
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Tim O 'Varnian, why need ye die,
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dance to your partner,
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wealth of the Lord, yer crotter shake
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Wasn't it the truth, I tell you,
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lots of fun at Finnegan's wake
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Then Mackie O 'Connor took up the job,
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oh, Betty, she says you're wrong
I'm sure,
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that he gave her a belt in the gob,
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and left her sprawling on the floor.
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Then the war, it soon engaged,
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was wo man to woman and man to man.
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Jalali law was all the rage,
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and a row and a ruction soon began.
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who whelped the floor your
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Wasn't it the truth, I tell you,
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lots of fun at Finnegan's wake.
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Then Mickey Maloney ducked his head
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when a bucket o' whiskey flew at him.
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With mist and fallen on the bed,
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the li quor scattered over Tim,
begot he revived.
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Timothy rising from the bed.
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Said, your whisky round like blazes,
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Donna Mundell, you'll think I'm dead.
Quack, pull it on out,
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that's the appartner,
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Welcome for your trotter shake.
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Wasn't it the truth, I told you,
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Lots of fun at Pennington's wake.
Quack, pull it on out,
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that's the appartner,
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Welcome for your trotter shake.
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Wasn't it the truth?
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told you lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake!
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