Tim Finnegan's Wake-The Hit Crew

[ti:Tim Finnegan's Wake] [ar:The Hit Crew] [al:Irish Pub Songs] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.59]Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin' Street [00:02.86] [00:03.43]A gentle Irishman mighty odd; [00:05.66] [00:06.35]Had a beautiful brogue both rich and sweet [00:08.66]To rise in the world he carried a hod [00:11.08] [00:11.88]Now Tim had a sort of a tipplin' way [00:15.26]With a love for the liquor Tim was born [00:18.26]To help him on with his work each day [00:20.30]Had a "drop of the cray-thur" every morn [00:22.41]Whack fol the darn O dance to your partner [00:24.37]Whirl the floor your trotters shake; [00:26.16]Wasn't it the truth I told you [00:28.14]Lots of fun at Finnegan's wake [00:30.16] [00:31.19]One mornin' Tim felt rather full [00:34.11]His head was heavy which made him shake; [00:36.52] [00:37.03]He fell from the ladder and broke his skull [00:39.43]And they carried him hom his corpse to wake [00:41.82] [00:42.43]Rolled him up in a nice clean sheet [00:45.52]And laid him out upon the bed; [00:48.04] [00:48.63]A gallon of whiskey at his feet [00:50.99]And a barrel of porter at his head [00:53.25]Whack fol the darn O dance to your partner [00:55.35]Whirl the floor your trotters shake; [00:57.08]Wasn't it the truth I told you [00:58.97]Lots of fun at Finnegan's wake [01:00.99] [01:02.24]His friends assempled at the wake [01:04.45] [01:05.26]And Mrs Finnegan called for lunch [01:07.86] [01:08.41]First she brought in tay and cake; [01:10.33]Then pipes tobacco and whiskey punch [01:12.66] [01:13.49]Biddy O'Brien began to cry [01:16.36] [01:16.90]"Such a nice clean corpse did you ever see [01:19.94]"O Tim mavaourneen [01:21.28]Why did you die " [01:22.53]Arragh hold your gob said Paddy McGhee [01:24.52]Whack fol the darn O dance to your partner [01:26.55]Whirl the floor your trotters shake; [01:28.15]Wasn't it the truth I told you [01:30.10]Lots of fun at Finnegan's wake [01:32.28] [01:33.30]Then Maggie O'Connor took up the job [01:35.75]"O Biddy " says she "You're wrong I'm sure" [01:39.01] [01:39.72]Biddy she gave her a belt in the gob [01:41.76]And left her sprawlin' on the floor [01:44.44] [01:45.10]Then the war did soon engage [01:47.66]'Twas woman to woman and man to man [01:49.94] [01:50.67]Shillelagh law was all the rage [01:52.82]And a row and a ruction soon began [01:55.00]Whack fol the darn O dance to your partner [01:56.93]Whirl the floor your trotters shake; [01:58.81]Wasn't it the truth I told you [02:00.72]Lots of fun at Finnegan's wake [02:02.91] [02:03.95]Then Mickey Maloney ducked his head [02:06.06] [02:06.83]When a noggin of whiskey flew at him [02:09.06] [02:09.59]It missed and falling on the bed [02:11.37]The liqor scattered over Tim [02:14.56] [02:15.16]The corpse revives See how he rises [02:17.99] [02:18.70]Timothy rising from the bed [02:21.90]Sayin' "Whirl your whiskey around like blazes [02:23.36]Thanum an Dhul Do you thunk I'm dead " [02:25.67]Whack fol the darn O dance to your partner [02:27.63]Whirl the floor your trotters shake; [02:29.37]Wasn't it the truth I told you [02:31.43]Lots of fun at Finnegan's wake [02:33.34]Whack fol the darn O dance to your partner [02:35.36]Whirl the floor your trotters shake; [02:37.14]Wasn't it the truth I told you [02:39.01]Lots of fun at Finnegan's wake