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Intro Verse: (clean)
SI SOL#Tim Finnegan lived in Watling Street, a gentle Irishman - Mighty odd
- MI
He'd a beautiful brogue so rich and sweet,
SI FA# To rise in the world, he carried a hod,
SIYou see he'd sort of a Trippling way:
- SOL#
With love for a liquor poor Tim was born,
MI To help him on with his work each day,
SI FA# SIHe'd a drop of the Craythor every morn'...
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(the first two times, guitar 2 justs hits chords)
Verse 1: (ring out chords)
SI SOL#One morning Tim was rather full, his head felt heavy, which made him shake,
MIFell from the ladder and broke his skull,
- SI FA#
So they carried Him home, his corpse to wake
SI SOL# Rolled him up in a nice clean sheet, and laid him out upon the bed,
MI SI FA#A bottle of whiskey at his feet, and a gallon of Porter at his head
Chorus SI SOL#And whack Fol-De-Dah now dance to your partner,
MI SI FA#Welt the floor, your trotters shake
- SI SOL#
Wasn't it the truth I told
MI SI FA# Ye lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
Verse 2: (ring out)
- SI SOL#
His friends assembled at his wake, and Missus Finnegan called for lunch
MI SI FA# First they brought in tea and cake, then pipes, tobacco and whiskey punch
SI SOL#Biddy O'Brien begged to cry, such a nice clean corpse that you ever did see
- MI SI FA#
Tim brother, hey why did you die? Arrah hold your gob see Patty Magee
- Chorus x1
Break:
- SI MI FA# SI
Whoah,oh,oooh x2
Verse 3:
SI SOL#Then Peggy O'Connor took up the job, Biddy she says ye're wrong I'm sure
- MI SI FA#
Biddy then gave her a belt on the gob and left her sprawling on the floor
SI SOL# Then the war did soon engage, Woman to Woman and Man to Man
MI SI MIShillelah-law was all the rage, an' a row and a ruction soon began
- SI SOL#
Mickey Maloney raised his head, when a bottle Of whiskey flew at him,
MI FA# It missed him falling on the bed, the liquor scattered over Tim,
SI SOL#Tim revives, see how he rises, Timothy rising from the bed
- MI FA#
Whirl your whisky around like blazes, "Tonamondeal, do ye think I'm dead?"
- Chorus x2
Intro Verse: (clean)
SITim Finnegan lived in Watling
- SOL#
..Street, a gentle Irishman -
..Mighty odd
- MI
He'd a beautiful brogue so rich
..and sweet,
- SI FA#
To rise in the world, he carried a
..hod,
- SI
You see he'd sort of a Trippling
..way:
- SOL#
With love for a liquor poor Tim
..was born,
- MI
To help him on with his work each
..day,
- SI FA#
He'd a drop of the Craythor every
SI ..morn'...
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D--9--9-9-9-9--6--6-6-6-6--9--9-9-
A--9--9-9-9-9--6--6-6-6-6--7--7-7-
E--7--7-7-7-7--4--4-4-4-4---------
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(the first two times, guitar 2
..justs hits chords)
Verse 1: (ring out chords)
SIOne morning Tim was rather full,
SOL#..his head felt heavy, which made
..him shake,
MIFell from the ladder and broke his
..skull,
SI FA#So they carried Him home, his
..corpse to wake
SIRolled him up in a nice clean
- SOL#
..sheet, and laid him out upon the
..bed,
- MI
A bottle of whiskey at his feet,
SI FA# ..and a gallon of Porter at his
..head
- Chorus SI SOL#
And whack Fol-De-Dah now dance to
..your partner,
MI SI FA#Welt the floor, your trotters
..shake
SI SOL#Wasn't it the truth I told
- MI SI FA#
Ye lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
Verse 2: (ring out)
SIHis friends assembled at his wake,
- SOL#
..and Missus Finnegan called for
..lunch
- MI
First they brought in tea and
SI FA# ..cake, then pipes, tobacco and
..whiskey punch
SIBiddy O'Brien begged to cry, such
SOL#..a nice clean corpse that you
..ever did see
MITim brother, hey why did you die?
- SI FA#
..Arrah hold your gob see Patty
..Magee
Chorus x1Break:
SI MI FA# SIWhoah,oh,oooh x2
Verse 3:
SIThen Peggy O'Connor took up the
SOL#..job, Biddy she says ye're wrong
..I'm sure
MIBiddy then gave her a belt on the
- SI FA#
..gob and left her sprawling on
..the floor
- SI SOL#
Then the war did soon engage,
..Woman to Woman and Man to Man
- MI
Shillelah-law was all the rage,
SI MI ..an' a row and a ruction soon
..began
SIMickey Maloney raised his head,
SOL#..when a bottle Of whiskey flew at
..him,
MIIt missed him falling on the bed,
- FA#
..the liquor scattered over Tim,
SI SOL# Tim revives, see how he rises,
..Timothy rising from the bed
MIWhirl your whisky around like
FA#..blazes, "Tonamondeal, do ye
..think I'm dead?"
Chorus x2- SUONA ANCHE ..
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