《Finnegan’s Wake(Live)》歌词

[00:00:00] Finnegan's Wake (Live) - Dropkick Murphys

[00:00:01] Tim Finnegan lived in watling street,

[00:00:03] A gentle irishman -- mighty odd

[00:00:05] He'd a beautiful brogue so rich and sweet,

[00:00:07] To rise in the world he carried a hod,

[00:00:09] See he'd sort of a tipplin way:

[00:00:11] With love for the liquor poor tim was born,

[00:00:14] To help him on with his work each day,

[00:00:16] He'd a drop of the craythin' every morn'

[00:00:37] One morning tim was rather full,

[00:00:39] His head felt heavy,

[00:00:39] Which made him shake,

[00:00:40] Fell from the ladder and broke his skull,

[00:00:42] They carried him home,

[00:00:43] His corpse to wake,

[00:00:44] Rolled him up in a nice clean sheat,

[00:00:46] And laid him out upon the bed,

[00:00:47] A bottle of whiskey at his feet,

[00:00:49] And a gallon of porter at his head

[00:00:51] Whack fol-de-dah

[00:00:51] Now dance to your partner,

[00:00:52] Welt the floor,

[00:00:53] Your trotters shake

[00:00:54] Wasn't it the truth

[00:00:55] I told ye lots of fun at finnegan's wake

[00:00:57] His friends assembled at his wake

[00:01:00] And missus finnegan called for lunch

[00:01:01] First they brought in tea and cake

[00:01:03] Then pipes, tobacco and whiskey punch

[00:01:05] Biddy O'Brien begged to cry,

[00:01:07] It's a nice clean corpse did you ever see

[00:01:09] Arrah hold your gob

[00:01:10] See paddy magee then o'connor took up the job

[00:01:12] Whack fol-de-dah

[00:01:13] Now dance to your partner,

[00:01:14] Welt the floor,

[00:01:15] Your trotters shake

[00:01:15] Wasn't it the truth

[00:01:16] I told ye lots of fun at finnegan's wake

[00:01:21] "arrah!" biddy says she ye're wrong i'm sure,

[00:01:37] Biddy then gave her a belt on the gob

[00:01:40] And left her sprawling on the floor,

[00:01:42] There the war did soon engage

[00:01:44] Woman to woman and man to man

[00:01:45] Shillelah-law was all the rage,

[00:01:47] An a row and a ruction soon began

[00:01:49] Mickey Maloney raised his head

[00:01:51] When a bottle of whickey flew at him,

[00:01:53] It missed him falling on the bed,

[00:01:55] The liquor scattered over tim,

[00:01:57] Tim revives,

[00:01:57] See how he rises,

[00:01:58] Timothy rising from the bed

[00:02:00] Whirl your whisky around like blazes Thanum o'n Dhoul,

[00:02:03] Do ye think i'm dead

[00:02:04] Whack fol-de-dah

[00:02:04] Now dance to your partner,

[00:02:06] Welt the floor,

[00:02:06] Your trotters shake

[00:02:07] Wasn't it the truth

[00:02:08] I told ye lots of fun at finnegan's wake

[00:02:11] Whack fol-de-dah

[00:02:11] Now dance to your partner,

[00:02:13] Welt the floor,

[00:02:13] Your trotters shake

[00:02:15] Wasn't it the truth

[00:02:16] I told ye lots of fun at finnegan's wake