The Clancy Brothers and Tommy Makem - Tim finnegans wake

Tim ^CFinnegan lived in ^AmWalkin Street, a ^Fgentle Irishman ^Gmighty odd He'd a ^Cbeautiful brogue so ^Amrich and sweet, to ^Frise in the world he ^Gcarried a ^Chod You ^Csee he'd a sort of a ^Amtippler's way with the^C love for the liquor poor^Am Tim was born To ^Chelp him on his ^Amwork each day, he'd a ^Fdrop of the craythur ^Gevery ^Cmorn

^CWhack fol the dah now ^Amdance to yer partner ^Fwelt the floor yer ^Gtrotters shake ^CWasn't it the ^Amtruth I told you? ^FLots of fun at ^GFinnegan's ^CWake

One ^Cmorning Tim got r^Amather full, his ^Fhead felt heavy which ^Gmade him shake ^CFell from a ladder and he ^Ambroke his skull, and they ^Fcarried him home his ^Gcorpse to ^Cwake ^CRolled him up in a ^Amnice clean sheet, and ^Claid him out u^Ampon the bed A ^Cgallon of whiskey ^Amat his feet and a ^Fbarrel of porter ^Gat his ^Chead

^CWhack fol the dah now ^Amdance to yer partner ^Fwelt the floor yer ^Gtrotters shake ^CWasn't it the ^Amtruth I told you? ^FLots of fun at ^GFinnegan's ^CWake

His ^Cfriends assembled ^Amat the wake, and ^FMrs. Finnegan ^Gcalled for lunch ^CFirst they brought in ^Amtay and cake, then ^Fpipes, tobacco and ^Gwhiskey ^Cpunch ^CBiddy O'Brien be^Amgan to cry, "Such a ^Cnice clean corpse, did you ^Amever see, ^CTim avourneen, why ^Amdid you die?", "Arrah ho^Fld your gob!" said Pad^Gdy McG^Cee

^CWhack fol the dah now ^Amdance to yer partner ^Fwelt the floor yer ^Gtrotters shake ^CWasn't it the ^Amtruth I told you? ^FLots of fun at ^GFinnegan's ^CWake

Then ^CMaggie O'Connor took ^Amup the job, "^FBiddy" says she "^Gyou're wrong, I'm sure" ^CBiddy gave her a ^Ambelt in the gob and ^Fleft her sprawling ^Gon the ^Cfloor ^CThen the war did ^Amsoon engage, t'was ^Cwoman to woman and ^Amman to man ^CShillelagh law was ^Amall the rage and a ^Frow and a ruction ^Gsoon be^Cgan

^CWhack fol the dah now ^Amdance to yer partner ^Fwelt the floor yer ^Gtrotters shake ^CWasn't it the ^Amtruth I told you? ^FLots of fun at ^GFinnegan's ^CWake

Then ^CMickey Maloney ^Amraised his head when a ^Fbucket of whiskey ^Gflew at him It ^Cmissed, and falling ^Amon the bed, the ^Fliquor scattered ^Gover ^CTim ^CTim revives, see ^Amhow he rises, ^CTimothy rising ^Amfrom the bed Said "^CWhirl your whiskey ^Amaround like blazes, ^FThanum an Dhul, do ye ^Gthink I'm ^Cdead?"

^CWhack fol the dah now ^Amdance to yer partner ^Fwelt the floor yer ^Gtrotters shake ^CWasn't it the ^Amtruth I told you? ^FLots of fun at ^GFinnegan's ^CWake

^CWhack fol the dah now ^Amdance to yer partner ^Fwelt the floor yer ^Gtrotters shake ^CWasn't it the ^Amtruth I told you? ^FLots of fun at ^GFinnegan's ^CWake