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Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin Street, a gentle Irishman |
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Mighty odd |
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He had a brogue both rich and sweet, an' to rise in the |
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World he carried a hod |
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You see he'd a sort of a tipplers way but the love for |
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The liquor poor Tim was born |
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To help him on his way each day, he'd a drop of the |
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Craythur every morn |
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Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the |
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Flure yer trotters shake |
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Wasn't it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at |
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Finnegan's Wake |
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One morning Tim got rather full, his head felt heavy |
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Which made him shake |
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Fell from a ladder and he broke his skull, and they |
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Carried him home his corpse to wake |
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Rolled him up in a nice clean sheet, and laid him out |
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Upon the bed |
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A bottle of whiskey at his feet and a barrel of porter |
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At his head |
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Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the |
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Flure yer trotters shake |
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Wasn't it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at |
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Finnegan's Wake |
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His friends assembled at the wake, and Mrs Finnegan |
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Called for lunch |
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First she brought in tay and cake, then pipes, tobacco |
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And whiskey punch |
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Biddy O'Brien began to cry, "Such a nice clean corpse |
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Did you ever see |
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Tim avourneen, why did you die?", "Will ye hould your |
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Gob?" said Paddy McGee |
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Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the |
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Flure yer trotters shake |
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Wasn't it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at |
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Finnegan's Wake |
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Then Maggie O'Connor took up the job, "Biddy" says she |
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"you're wrong, I'm sure" |
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Biddy gave her a belt in the gob and left her sprawling |
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On the floor |
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Then the war did soon engage, t'was woman to woman and |
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Man to man |
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Shillelagh law was all the rage and a row and a ruction |
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Soon began |
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Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the |
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Flure yer trotters shake |
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Wasn't it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at |
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Finnegan's Wake |
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Mickey Maloney ducked his head when a bucket of whiskey |
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Flew at him |
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It missed, and falling on the bed, the liquor scattered |
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Over Tim |
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Bedad he revives, see how he rises, Timothy rising from |
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The bed |
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Saying "Whittle your whiskey around like blazes |
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T'underin' Jaysus, do ye think I'm dead?" |
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Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the |
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Flure yer trotters shake |
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Wasn't it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at |
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Finnegan's Wake |
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Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the |
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Flure yer trotters shake |
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Wasn't it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at |
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Finnegan's Wake |
