Тональность: G minor•
Verse 1
Gm
Tim Finnegan lived in
Walkin' Street,
a gentle Irishman,
mighty odd.
He'd a beautiful brook, so rich and sweet,
and to rise in the world he
Gm
You see, he'd a sort of a tipline way,
Bb
with a love for the liquor,
Bb
Gm
To help him on with his work each day,
he'd a drop of the craitor every morn.
Whack for the Dan out and steal,
partner,
Wipe the floor, your trotters shake.
Wasn't it the truth, I told you,
Lots of fun at Finnegan's wake.
One morning Tim was rather full,
His head felt heavy,
which made him shake.
He fell from the lather
and they broke his skull,
So they carried him home,
Bb
his corpse to wake.
Dm
They rolled him up in a nice clean sheet,
Gm
They laid him out upon the bed,
Bb
Gm
With a gallon of whisky at his feet,
Bb
And a bottle of porter at his head.
Gm
Whack for the Dan out,
and steel partner,
Wipe the floor, your trotters shake.
Dm
Wasn't it the truth, I tell you,
Gm
Lots of fun at Finnegan's
wake?
His friends assembled at the wake,
And Mrs. Finnegan called for lunch.
First they brought in tea and cake,
Then pipes, tobacco, and
Dm
Biddy O 'Brien began to cry,
Bb
Such a nice clean corpse did
you ever see?
Gm
At a tim of warning,
why did you die?
At a howl, your gob said,
Paddy McGee.
Bb
Gm
Whack for the Dano,
Dance to your partner,
Well to floor your brother's shake.
Wasn't it the truth, I told you,
Bb
Lots of fun at Finnegan's wake.
Gm
Then Biddy O 'Connor took up the job,
Oh, Biddy, says she,
you're wrong, I'm sure.
Biddy gave her a belt in the gob,
Bb
And she left her sprawling on the floor.
Gm
In the ward it soon engaged,
Bb
Was wo man to woman and
Shalalie Law was all the rage,
And a row in the ruck shall soon begin.
Bb
Gm
Whack for the Dano,
dance to your partner,
Cm
whelp the floor, you're druther's shig
Gm
Was n't it the truth, I told you,
Bb
lots of fun at Finnegan's Whig
Gm
Dm
Then Mickey Maloney raised his head
Gm
when a noggin of whiskey flew at him
It missed and fallen on the bed,
the liquor scattered over
Gm
see how he rises,
Bb
Timothy rising from the bed
Dm
Gm
Says, whirl your whiskey around like blazes,
pun him and deal,
Bb
do you think I'm dead?
that's dear partner,
went to blow your trotter's shake.
Wasn't it the truth, I told you,
Bb
lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake.
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