Finnegan's Wake-Zonin
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TXT Finnegan's Wake-Zonin 文本歌词
Tim finnegan lived in walkin' street
A gentleman irishman mighty odd
He had a brogue both rich and sweet
And to rise in the world he carried a hod
Now tim had a sort of the tippler's way
With a love of the liquor poor tim was born
And to help him on with his work each day
He'd a drop of the cray-thur every morn
Whack fol me darlin' 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
One mornin' tim felt rather full
His head was heavy and it made him shake
He fell off the ladder and broke his skull
So they carried him home his corpse to wake
They rolled him up in a nice clean sheet
And laid him out upon the bed
With a gallon of whiskey at his feet
And a case of the blue star at his head
Whack fol me darlin' 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
His friends assembled at the wake
And mrs finnegan called for lunch
They brought in tea and whisky cake
Then pipes tobacco and brandy punch
Then biddy o'brien began to cry
Such a nice clean corpse did you ever see
O tim mavourneen why did you die
Arragh hold your gob says paddy mcghee
Whack fol me darlin' 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
Then maggie o'connor took up the job
Now biddy says she you're wrong i'm sure
And biddy she gave her a belt in the gob
And left her sprawlin' on the floor
Civil war did then engage
'Twas woman to woman and man to man
Shillelagh law was all the rage
And a row and a ruction soon began
Whack fol me darlin' 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
Then mickey maloney ducked his head
When a bottle of whiskey flew at him
It missed and falling on the bed
The liquor scattered over tim
Tim revives see how he rises
Tim finnegan rising in the bed
Saying whirling your whiskey around like blazes
Well holy jesus do you think i'm dead
Whack fol me darlin' 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
Whack fol me darlin' 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
Finnegan's Wake - Brier
