Tim Finnegan's Wake-The Hit Crew

歌手 : The Hit Crew
语种 : 英语
时长 : 02:49

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TXT Tim Finnegan's Wake-The Hit Crew 文本歌词

Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin' Street
A gentle Irishman mighty odd;
Had a beautiful brogue both rich and sweet
To rise in the world he carried a hod
Now Tim had a sort of a tipplin' way
With a love for the liquor Tim was born
To help him on with his work each day
Had a "drop of the cray-thur" every morn
Whack fol the darn O dance to your partner
Whirl 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 which made him shake;
He fell from the ladder and broke his skull
And they carried him hom his corpse to wake
Rolled him up in a nice clean sheet
And laid him out upon the bed;
A gallon of whiskey at his feet
And a barrel of porter at his head
Whack fol the darn O dance to your partner
Whirl the floor your trotters shake;
Wasn't it the truth I told you
Lots of fun at Finnegan's wake
His friends assempled at the wake
And Mrs Finnegan called for lunch
First she 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
"O Tim mavaourneen
Why did you die "
Arragh hold your gob said Paddy McGhee
Whack fol the darn O dance to your partner
Whirl 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
"O Biddy " says she "You're wrong I'm sure"
Biddy she gave her a belt in the gob
And left her sprawlin' on the floor
Then the war did soon 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 the darn O dance to your partner
Whirl 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 noggin of whiskey flew at him
It missed and falling on the bed
The liqor scattered over Tim
The corpse revives See how he rises
Timothy rising from the bed
Sayin' "Whirl your whiskey around like blazes
Thanum an Dhul Do you thunk I'm dead "
Whack fol the darn O dance to your partner
Whirl the floor your trotters shake;
Wasn't it the truth I told you
Lots of fun at Finnegan's wake
Whack fol the darn O dance to your partner
Whirl the floor your trotters shake;
Wasn't it the truth I told you
Lots of fun at Finnegan's wake