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As a Dubliner myself, I took the libery of using The Dubliners vernacular. Also, it seems for every different version, he used different names in the song. The version I took these from is a live version, I forget which album it's from. But you can easily change then to suit yourself. Also think he meant to say 'Tom Maloney' in that fifth verse. The Watkins St. named in the song, is in the Coombe in the inner city of Dublin, which used to be the poorest poor part of Dublin, with the greatest people you could ever wish to meet. Musha means oh, or well, but in a pitiful or sorrowful way. Avourneen means my darling. Gob means mouth, so, Hold yer gob means to shut your mouth. The sign off, how is yer auld wan, Game ball? Your auld wan, is Dublin slang for your wife, though can also mean your Mother. And Game ball means, great, grand, fantastic. Chords: G = 320003 Em = 022000 C = X32010 D = XX0232 If you enjoy this Don't forget to RATE IT Thanks flatwound FINNEGANS WAKE
Ahh, Tim FinGnegan lived in WaEmtkins Street, A geCntle Irish miDghty odd He hGad a brouge both Emrich and sweet, An' to rCise in the world, He carDried a hGod Aah, But TGim had a bit of a tipEmplers way, With a lGove o' the liquorEm he was born And to sGend the monies aEmway each day, He'd a dCrop of the craythur evDery mGorn
WhGack fol tha dah, Will ya dEmance to yer partner ArCound the flure wit' yer troDtters shake IsGn't it the tEmruth I told ya, LCots of fun at FinnDegans wGake
Now, One moGrnin' Tim was raEmther full, His hCead felt heavy which mDade him shake He fell oGff the ladder, And he bEmroke his skull Then they carCried him home, His coDrpse to wGake Oh, They wraGpped him up in a Emnice clean sheet, They lGaid him out uEmpon the bed A boGttle of whiskey Emat his feet, And a baCrrel of porter Dat his hGead
WhGack fol tha dah, Will ya dEmance to yer partner ArCound the flure wit' yer troDtters shake IsGn't it the tEmruth I told ya, LCots of fun at FinnDegans wGake
Well, His friGends assembled Emat the wake, And MCrs. Finnegan caDlled for lunch Well, FiGrst she brought them Emtay and cake, Then pCipes, Tobacco and brDandy puGnch Then the wiGddaw Malone bEmegan to cry, Aah, Such a loGvely corpse did ya eEmver see Musha, TGim avoureen, EmWhy did you die, Will ye hoCuld yer gob says MoDlly MGcGee
WhGack fol tha dah, Will ya dEmance to yer partner ArCound the flure wit' yer troDtters shake IsGn't it the tEmruth I told ya, LCots of fun at FinnDegans wGake
Oh well, MGary Murphy took Emup the job, Aah, BiCddy says she, Yer wrDong I'm sure Well, BiGddy fetched 'er a Embelt in the gob, And lCeft her sprawling Don the flGoor Aah, CiGvil war did tEmhen engage, T'was woGman to woman and Emman to man ShilGlelagh law was Emall the rage, And a rCow and a ruction it sDoon beGgan
WhGack fol tha dah, Will ya dEmance to yer partner ArCound the flure wit' yer troDtters shake IsGn't it the tEmruth I told ya, LCots of fun at FinnDegans wGake
Aah, TGim Maloney duEmcked his head, When a boCttle of whiskey fDlew at him He duGcked, And landin' Emon the bed, The whCiskey scatterers oDver TGim Aah, BeGdad he revives, An' Emsee how he rises, Tim FinGnegan risin' Emin the bed Sayin', TwiGrlin' yer whiskey arEmound like blazes Be th' thuCnderin' Jaysus, Do yez thDink I'm dGead
WhGack fol tha dah, Will ya dEmance to yer partner ArCound the flure wit' yer troDtters shake IsGn't it the tEmruth I told ya, LCots of fun at FinnDegans wGake G Em OPEN D G How is yer auld wan, Game ball