Finnegans Wake-The Dubliners

[ti:Finnegans Wake] [ar:The Dubliners] [al:The Transatlantic Anthology] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Finnegans Wake - The Dubliners [00:25.35]Ah Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin Street [00:27.29] [00:28.52]A gentleman Irish mighty odd [00:30.24] [00:31.66]Well he had a tongue both rich and sweet [00:34.22]An' to rise in the world he carried a hod [00:36.64] [00:37.87]Ah but Tim had a sort of a tipplin' way [00:40.79]With the love of the liquor he was born [00:42.78] [00:43.57]An' to send him on his way each day [00:46.39]He'd a drop of the craythur every morn [00:48.33] [00:48.88]Whack fol the dah will ya dance to yer partner [00:50.97]Around the flure yer trotters shake [00:53.09]Wasn't it the truth I told you [00:55.04]Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake [00:56.96] [00:58.46]One morning Tim was rather full [01:00.44] [01:01.75]His head felt heavy which made him shake [01:03.94] [01:04.99]He fell off the ladder and he broke his skull [01:07.48] [01:08.30]And they carried him home his corpse to wake [01:10.76] [01:11.47]Well they rolled him up in a nice clean sheet [01:14.08] [01:14.80]And they laid him out upon the bed [01:16.79] [01:17.58]With a bottle of whiskey at his feet [01:20.04]And a barrel of porter at his head [01:22.36]Whack fol the dah will ya dance to yer partner [01:24.42]Around the flure yer trotters shake [01:26.37]Wasn't it the truth I told you [01:28.48]Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake [01:30.27] [01:31.55]Well his friends assembled at the wake [01:33.57] [01:34.80]And Mrs Finnegan called for lunch [01:36.91] [01:38.08]Well first they brought in tay and cake [01:40.28] [01:41.04]Then pipes tobacco and brandy punch [01:43.25] [01:44.43]Then the widow Malone began to cry [01:46.48] [01:47.41]"Such a lovely corpse did you ever see [01:49.77] [01:50.45]Arrah Tim avourneen why did you die " [01:52.72] [01:53.41]"Will ye hould your gob " said Molly McGee [01:55.31]Whack fol the dah will ya dance to yer partner [01:58.17]Around the flure yer trotters shake [02:00.15]Wasn't it the truth I told you [02:01.97]Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake [02:04.19]Well Mary O'Connor took up the job [02:07.47] [02:08.18]"Biddy" says she "you're wrong I'm sure" [02:10.39] [02:11.30]Well Biddy gave her a belt in the gob [02:13.62] [02:14.31]And left her sprawling on the floor [02:16.43] [02:17.40]Well civil war did then engage [02:19.55] [02:20.38]T'was woman to woman and man to man [02:22.93]Shillelagh law was all the rage [02:25.30]And a row and a ruction soon began [02:27.65]Whack fol the dah will ya dance to yer partner [02:29.82]Around the flure yer trotters shake [02:31.65]Wasn't it the truth I told you [02:33.60]Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake [02:35.58] [02:36.86]Well Tim Maloney raised his head [02:39.27]When a bottle of whiskey flew at him [02:41.81] [02:42.78]He ducked and landing on the bed [02:44.77] [02:45.54]The whiskey scattered over Tim [02:47.43] [02:48.80]Bedad he revives see how he rises [02:51.12]Tim Finnegan rising in the bed [02:53.92] [02:54.72]Saying "Whittle your whiskey around like blazes [02:56.82] [02:57.55]T'underin' Jaysus do ye think I'm dead " [03:00.00]Whack fol the dah will ya dance to yer partner [03:01.98]Around the flure yer trotters shake [03:03.78]Wasn't it the truth I told you [03:05.66]Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake