Tim [C] Finnegan xxxxx xx [Am] Walkin xxxxxx x [F] gentle xxxxxxxx [G] mighty xxx
He [C] had x xxxxxx xxxx [Am] rich xxx xxxxx xxx xx [F] rise xx xxx [G] world xx xxxxxxx x [C] hod
You xxx xxxx x xxxx xx x [Am] tipplers xxx xxx xxx [C] love xxx xxx [Am] liquor xxxx xxx xxx [C] born
To xxxx xxx xx xxx [Am] way xxxx xxx xxxx x [F] drop xx xxx [G] craythur xxxxx [C] morn
[C] Whack xxx xxx xxx xxx [Am] dance xx xxx [F] partner xxxxxx xxx xxxxx xxx [G] trotters xxxxx
[C] Wasn't xx xxx [Am] truth x xxxx xxx [F] Lots xx xxx xx [G] Finnegan's [C] Wake
One morning Tim got rather full his head felt heavy which made him shake
Fell from a ladder and he broke his skull and they carried him home his corpse to wake
Rolled him up in a nice clean sheet and laid him out upon the bed
A bottle of whiskey at his feet and a barrel of porter at his head
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
Wasn't it the truth I told you Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
His friends assembled at the wake and Mrs Finnegan called for lunch
First she brought in tay and cake then pipes tobacco and whiskey punch
Biddy O'Brien began to cry Such a nice clean corpse did you ever see
Tim avourneen why did you die Will ye hould your gob said Paddy McGee
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
Wasn't it the truth I told you Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
Then Maggie O'Connor took up the job Biddy says she you're wrong I'm sure
Biddy gave her a belt in the gob and left her sprawling on the floor
Then the war did soon engage t'was woman to woman and man to man
Shillelagh law was all the rage and a row and a ruction soon began
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
Wasn't it the truth I told you Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
Mickey Maloney ducked his head when a bucket of whiskey flew at him
It missed and falling on the bed the liquor scattered over Tim
Bedad he revives see how he rises Timothy rising from the bed
Saying Whittle your whiskey around like blazes t'underin' Jaysus do ye think I'm dead
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
Wasn't it the truth I told you Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
Wasn't it the truth I told you Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake