笨小笨Tim Finnegan’s Wake歌词由The Clancy Brothers&Tommy Makem演唱，出自专辑《The Rising of the Moon》，下面是《Tim Finnegan’s Wake》完整版歌词！
Tim Finnegan’s Wake歌词完整版
Tim Finnegan's Wake - The Clancy Brothers/Tommy Makem
Written by：Bourke Ciaran Padraig Maire/Drew Ronald Joseph/Mckenna Barney/Sheahan John Edmund/Kelly Luke
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
See he'd sort of a tipplin' way
With love for the liquor poor tim was born
To help him a man with his work each day
He'd a drop of the craythin' every morn
Whack fol de dah
Now dance to your partner
Welt the floor your trotters shake
Wasn't it the truth they told ye lots of fun
At finnegan's wake
One morning tim got rather full
His head felt heavy which made him shake
Fell from a ladder and he broke his skull
They carried him home his corpse to wake
Rolled him up in a nice clean sheet
And laid him out upon the bed
A gallon of whiskey at his feet
And a bottle of porter at his head
Whack fol de dah
Now dance to your partner
Welt the floor your trotters shake
Wasn't it the truth they told ye lots of fun
At finnegan's wake
His friends assembled at the wake
And misses finnegan called for lunch
First she brought in tea and cake
Then pipes tobacco and whiskey punch
Biddy o'brien began to cry
Such a nice clean corpse did you ever see
Tim me boy yadda hoy dida ho yada
Arrah hold your gobâ said patty megee
Whack fol de dah
Now dance to your partner
Welt the floor your trotters shake
Wasn't it the truth they told ye lots of fun
At finnegan's wake
Then o'connor took up the job
Arrah biddy says she ye're wrong I'm sure
Biddy then gave her a belt on the gob
And left her sprawling on the floor
There 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
Whack fol de dah
Now dance to your partner
Welt the floor your trotters shake
Wasn't it the truth they told ye lots of fun
At finnegan's wake
Then 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
Then whirl your whiskey around
Like blazes thanum o'n dhoul
Do ye think I'm dead
Whack fol de dah
Now dance to your partner
Welt the floor your trotters shake
Wasn't it the truth they told ye lots of fun
At finnegan's wake
