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w:Tim Finn-e-gan lived in Walk-in' Street A gen-tle I-rish-man migh-ty odd
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w:He hada brogue so rich and sweet And to rise in the world he carr-ied a hod. Now
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w:You see he'd a sort of the tipplin' way, With a love for the liquor poor Tim was born, To
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w:To help him on with his work each day, He'd a "drop o' the cray-thur' ev'ry morn.
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w:Whack fol the da now, dance to your partner Welt the floor your trotters shake
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w:Was-n't it the truth I told you, Lots of fun at Fin-ne-gan's Wake. 
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W:Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin' Street 
W:A gentle Irishman mighty odd, 
W:He'd a beautiful brogue so rich and sweet 
W:And to rise in the world he carried a hod. 
W:You see he'd a sort of the tipplin' way, 
W:With a love for the liquor poor Tim was born, 
W:To help him on with his work each day, 
W:He'd a "drop o' the cray-thur" ev'ry morn. 
W:Whack fol the da now, dance to your partner 
W:Welt the floor your trotters shake 
W:Wasn't it the truth I told you, 
W:Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake. 
W:.
W:One mornin' Tim was rather full, 
W:His head felt heavy which made him shake, 
W:He fell from a ladder, and he broke his skull, 
W:And they carried him home his corpse to wake. 
W:They rolled him up in a nice clean ship, 
W:And laid him out upon the bed, 
W:A gallon of whisky at his feet, 
W:And a barrel of porter at his heed. 
W:.
W:His friends assembled at the Wake, 
W:And Mrs. Finnegan called for lunch, 
W:First they brought in tay, and cake, 
W:Then pipes, tobacco, and whisky punch. 
W:Biddy O'Brien began to cry, 
W:Such a nice clean corpse did you ever see? 
W:Tim Mavourneen why did you die? 
W:Arrah hold your gob said Paddy McGhee. 
W:.
W:Then Maggie O'Connor took up the job,
W:Oh Biddy says she, you're wrong  I'm sure, 
W:Biddy gave her a belt in the gob, 
W:And left her sprawling on the floor 
W:Then the war did soon engage, 
W:'Twas woman to woman, and man to man, 
W:#Shelelaigh law was all the rage, 
W:And a row, and a ruction soon began. 
W:.
W:Then Mickey Maloney raised his head,  
W:When a noggin of whisky flew at him, 
W:It missed and falling on the bed, 
W:The liquor scattered over Tim. 
W:Tim revives see how he rises, 
W:Timothy rising from the bed, Said, 
W:Whirl your whisky around like blazes, 
W:Thanum an dial do you think I'm dead?"

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