Biography:
The Clancy Brothers And Tommy Makem was an Irish folk music singing group that formed in America in 1956. Widely credited with popularising Irish traditional music in the United States, and revitalising it in Ireland (paving the way for an Irish folk boom with groups like The Dubliners and The Wolfe Tones), Tommy Makem left the group in 1969, after which the three brothers (Patrick "Paddy" Clancy, Tom Clancy, and Liam Clancy) became The Clancy Brothers subsequently joined by the fourth Clancy brother (Bobby Clancy).
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[Verse 1]
C Am F G
Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin Street, a gentle Irishman mighty odd
C Am F G C
He'd a beautiful brogue so rich and sweet, to rise in the world he carried a hod
C Am C Am
You see he'd a sort of a tippler's way but the love for the liquor poor Tim was born
C Am F G C
To help him on his work each day, he'd a drop of the craythur every morn
[Refrain]
C Am F G
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
C Am F G C
Wasn't it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
[Verse 2]
C Am F G
One morning Tim got rather full, his head felt heavy which made him shake
C Am F G C
Fell from a ladder and he broke his skull, and they carried him home his corpse to wake
C Am C Am
Rolled him up in a nice clean sheet, and laid him out upon the bed
C Am F G C
A gallon of whiskey at his feet and a barrel of porter at his head
[Refrain]
C Am F G
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
C Am F G C
Wasn't it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
[Verse 3]
C Am F G
His friends assembled at the wake, and Mrs. Finnegan called for lunch
C Am F G C
First she brought in tay and cake, then pipes, tobacco and whiskey punch
C Am C Am
Biddy O'Brien began to cry, "Such a nice clean corpse, did you ever see,
C Am F G C
Tim avourneen, why did you die?", "Will ye hould your gob?" said Paddy McGee
[Refrain]
C Am F G
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
C Am F G C
Wasn't it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
[Verse 4]
C Am F G
Then Maggie O'Connor took up the job, "Biddy" says she "you're wrong, I'm sure"
C Am F G C
Biddy gave her a belt in the gob and left her sprawling on the floor
C Am C Am
Then the war did soon engage, t'was woman to woman and man to man
C Am F G C
Shillelagh law was all the rage and a row and a ruction soon began
[Refrain]
C Am F G
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
C Am F G C
Wasn't it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
[Verse 5]
C Am F G
Then Mickey Maloney raised his head when a bucket of whiskey flew at him
C Am F G C
It missed, and falling on the bed, the liquor scattered over Tim
C Am C Am
Tim revives, see how he rises, Timothy rising from the bed
C Am F G C
Said "Whirl your whiskey around like blazes, Thanum an Dhul, do ye think I'm dead?"
[Refrain]
C Am F G
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
C Am F G C
Wasn't it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
C Am F G
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
C Am F G C
Wasn't it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
C Am F G
Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin Street, a gentle Irishman mighty odd
C Am F G C
He'd a beautiful brogue so rich and sweet, to rise in the world he carried a hod
C Am C Am
You see he'd a sort of a tippler's way but the love for the liquor poor Tim was born
C Am F G C
To help him on his work each day, he'd a drop of the craythur every morn
[Refrain]
C Am F G
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
C Am F G C
Wasn't it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
[Verse 2]
C Am F G
One morning Tim got rather full, his head felt heavy which made him shake
C Am F G C
Fell from a ladder and he broke his skull, and they carried him home his corpse to wake
C Am C Am
Rolled him up in a nice clean sheet, and laid him out upon the bed
C Am F G C
A gallon of whiskey at his feet and a barrel of porter at his head
[Refrain]
C Am F G
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
C Am F G C
Wasn't it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
[Verse 3]
C Am F G
His friends assembled at the wake, and Mrs. Finnegan called for lunch
C Am F G C
First she brought in tay and cake, then pipes, tobacco and whiskey punch
C Am C Am
Biddy O'Brien began to cry, "Such a nice clean corpse, did you ever see,
C Am F G C
Tim avourneen, why did you die?", "Will ye hould your gob?" said Paddy McGee
[Refrain]
C Am F G
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
C Am F G C
Wasn't it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
[Verse 4]
C Am F G
Then Maggie O'Connor took up the job, "Biddy" says she "you're wrong, I'm sure"
C Am F G C
Biddy gave her a belt in the gob and left her sprawling on the floor
C Am C Am
Then the war did soon engage, t'was woman to woman and man to man
C Am F G C
Shillelagh law was all the rage and a row and a ruction soon began
[Refrain]
C Am F G
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
C Am F G C
Wasn't it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
[Verse 5]
C Am F G
Then Mickey Maloney raised his head when a bucket of whiskey flew at him
C Am F G C
It missed, and falling on the bed, the liquor scattered over Tim
C Am C Am
Tim revives, see how he rises, Timothy rising from the bed
C Am F G C
Said "Whirl your whiskey around like blazes, Thanum an Dhul, do ye think I'm dead?"
[Refrain]
C Am F G
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
C Am F G C
Wasn't it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
C Am F G
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
C Am F G C
Wasn't it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
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