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Band: Dropkick Murphys
Song: Finnegan's Wake
Album: Do or Die
Tabber: [email protected]
[Intro Verse] (clean)
Tim Finnegan lived in Watling Street a gentle Irishman - Mighty odd
He'd a beautiful brogue so rich and sweet
To rise in the world he carried a hod
You see he'd sort of a Trippling way:
With love for a liquor poor Tim was born
To help him on with his work each day
He'd a drop of the Craythor every morn'...
[Intro Riff]
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G|--------------------------9--9-9-------11--11-11--| x4
D|--9--9-9-9-9--6--6-6-6-6--9--9-9--9-9--11--11-11--|
A|--9--9-9-9-9--6--6-6-6-6--7--7-7--9-9---9---9--9--|
E|--7--7-7-7-7--4--4-4-4-4----------7-7-------------|
(the first two times guitar 2 justs hits chords)
[Verse 1] (ring out chords)
One morning Tim was rather full his head felt heavy which made him shake
Fell from the ladder and broke his skull
So 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 gallon of Porter at his head
[Chorus]
And whack Fol-De-Dah now dance to your partner
Welt the floor your trotters shake
Wasn't it the truth I told
Ye lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
[Verse 2] (ring out)
His friends assembled at his wake and Missus Finnegan called for lunch
First they brought in tea and cake then pipes tobacco and whiskey punch
Biddy O'Brien begged to cry such a nice clean corpse that you ever did see
Tim brother hey why did you die? Arrah hold your gob see Patty Magee
[Chorus]
And whack Fol-De-Dah now dance to your partner
Welt the floor your trotters shake
Wasn't it the truth I told
Ye lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
[Break]
Whoahohoooh x2
[Verse 3]
Then Peggy O'Connor took up the job Biddy she says ye're wrong I'm sure
Biddy then gave her a belt on the gob and left her sprawling on the floor
Then the war did soon engage Woman to Woman and Man to Man
Shillelah-law was all the rage an' a row and a ruction soon began
Mickey Maloney raised his head when a bottle Of whiskey flew at him
It missed him falling on the bed the liquor scattered over Tim
Tim revives see how he rises Timothy rising from the bed
Whirl your whisky around like blazes "Tonamondeal do ye think I'm dead?"
[Chorus] x2
And whack Fol-De-Dah now dance to your partner
Welt the floor your trotters shake
Wasn't it the truth I told
Ye lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
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