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Album: Miscellaneous (2009) Artists: Clancy Brothers Ballinderry Biddy Mulligan The Pride Of The Coombe Black Cavalry Bold Robert Emmet Boulavogue Calton Weaver Coortin In The Kitchen Cruiskeen Lawn Easy And Slow Finnegans Wake I Know My Love Ill Tell Me Ma Isnt It Grand Boys Jennifer Gentle Johnny Mac Adoo Jug Of Punch Kelly The Boy From Killanne Maid Of The Sweet Brown Knowe Moses Ritooraliay Mrs Mcgrath Mush Mush My Johnny Lad Rockin The Cradle Roddy Mccorley The Braes O Balquiddher Wild Mountain Thyme The Croppy Boy The Gallant Forty Twa The Holy Ground The Juice Of The Barley The Lowlands Of Holland The Men Of The West The Old Orange Flute The Real Old Mountain Dew Whack Fol The Diddle What Would You Do Why Paddys Not At Work Today Wild Colonial Boy

Song: Finnegans Wake Artists: Clancy Brothers Favorite: Add Remove Clancy Brothers Miscellaneous Finnegans Wake Finnegan's Wake Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin' Street A gentleman, Irish, mighty odd; He had a brogue both rich and sweet And to rise in the world he carried a hod. Now Tim had a sort of the tipplin' way With a love of the whiskey he was born And to help him on with his work each day He'd a "drop of the cray-thur" every morn. cho Whack fol the darn O, dance to your partner Whirl the floor, your trotters shake; Wasn't it the truth I told you Lots of fun at Finnegan's wake! One mornin' Tim was feelin' full His head was heavy which made him shake; He fell from the ladder and broke his skull And they carried him home his corpse to wake. They rolled him up in a nice clean sheet And laid him out upon the bed, A gallon of whiskey at his feet And a barrel of porter at his head. cho: His friends assembled at the wake And Mrs. Finnegan called for lunch, First they brought in tay and cake Then pipes, tobacco and whiskey punch. Biddy O'Brien began to bawl "Such a nice clean corpse, did you ever see? "O Tim, mavourneen, why did you die?" Arragh, hold your gob said Paddy McGhee! cho: Then Maggie O'Connor took up the job "O Biddy," says she, "You're wrong, I'm sure" Biddy she gave her a belt in the gob And left her sprawlin' on the floor. And then the war did soon engage 'Twas woman to woman and man to man, Shillelagh law was all the rage And a row and a ruction soon began. cho: Then Mickey Maloney ducked his head When a noggin of whiskey flew at him, It missed, and falling on the bed The liquor scattered over Tim! The corpse revives! See how he raises! Timothy rising from the bed, Says,"Whirl your whiskey around like blazes Thanum an Dhul! Do you thunk I'm dead?" cho: Recorded by Clancys @death @Irish @liquor filename[ FINNWAKE play.exe FINNWAKE RG ===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===

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