{"source":"Free Chord Book","source_url":"https://www.free-chords.com","license_note":"Free for personal use. Lyrics and compositions © their respective songwriters and publishers.","tab_id":2277931,"song":"Darby Ogill - Finnegans Wake","artist":"Misc Unsigned Bands","content_type":"chord","tab_type":"Chords","url":"https://www.free-chords.com/song/11478589-darby-ogill-finnegans-wake-chords-by-misc-unsigned-bands/","api_url":"https://www.free-chords.com/api/v1/songs/2277931?type=chord","rating":4.58448,"votes":9,"content":"[Verse]\r\n[tab] [ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]G[/ch]\r\nTim Finnegan lived in Walkin Street; a gentleman - Irish, mighty odd[/tab]\r\n[tab] [ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]G[/ch] [ch]C[/ch]\r\nHe’d a beautiful brogue so rich and sweet; and to rise in the world he carried a hod[/tab]\r\n[tab] [ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] [ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nNow Tim had a sort of a tipplin’ way; with the love of the liqueur poor Tim was born[/tab]\r\n[tab] [ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]G[/ch] [ch]C[/ch]\r\nAnd to help him on with his way each day he’d a drop of the craythur every morn[/tab]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[tab][ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]G[/ch]\r\nWack fol the dol now dance to yer partner, welt the floor, your trotters shake[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]G[/ch] [ch]C[/ch]\r\nWasn’t it the truth that I told ye: lots o’ fun at Finnegan’s wake[/tab]\r\n[tab] [ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]G[/ch]\r\nOne mornin’ Tim was rather full. His head felt heavy which made him shake[/tab]\r\n[tab] [ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]G[/ch] [ch]C[/ch]\r\nHe fell off the ladder and broke his skull and they carried him home his corpse to wake[/tab]\r\n[tab] [ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] [ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nThey rolled him up in a nice clean sheet and laid him out upon the bed[/tab]\r\n[tab] [ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]G[/ch] [ch]C[/ch]\r\nWith a bottle of whiskey at his feet and a gallon of porter at his head[/tab]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[tab][ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]G[/ch]\r\nWack fol the dol now dance to yer partner, welt the floor, your trotters shake[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]G[/ch] [ch]C[/ch]\r\nWasn’t it the truth that I told ye: lots o’ fun at Finnegan’s wake[/tab]\r\n[tab] [ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]G[/ch]\r\nHis friends assembled at the wake, and the widow Finnegan called for lunch[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]G[/ch] [ch]C[/ch]\r\nFirst she brought in tea and cakes, then pipes, tobacco and whiskey punch[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] [ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nBiddy O’Brien began to cry: Such a nice clean corpse did you ever see[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]G[/ch] [ch]C[/ch]\r\nTim, Mavourneen, why did ye die? Shut yer gob said Paddy McGee[/tab]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[tab][ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]G[/ch]\r\nWack fol the dol now dance to yer partner, welt the floor, your trotters shake[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]G[/ch] [ch]C[/ch]\r\nWasn’t it the truth that I told ye: lots o’ fun at Finnegan’s wake[/tab]\r\n[tab] [ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]G[/ch]\r\nThen Maggie O’Connor took up the job O Biddy, says she, you’re wrong I’m sure[/tab]\r\n[tab] [ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]G[/ch] [ch]C[/ch]\r\nThen Biddy fetched her a belt in the gob and left her sprawlin’ on the floor[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] [ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nCivil war did then engage; ‘twas woman to woman and man to man[/tab]\r\n[tab] [ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]G[/ch] [ch]C[/ch]\r\nShelelaigh law was all the rage and a row and a ruction soon began[/tab]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[tab][ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]G[/ch]\r\nWack fol the dol now dance to yer partner, welt the floor, your trotters shake[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]G[/ch] [ch]C[/ch]\r\nWasn’t it the truth that I told ye: lots o’ fun at Finnegan’s wake[/tab]\r\n[tab] [ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]G[/ch]\r\nThen Mickey Maloney ducked his head as a bottle of whiskey flew at him[/tab]\r\n[tab] [ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]G[/ch] [ch]C[/ch]\r\nIt missed, and landing on the bed, the whiskey scattered over Tim[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] [ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nTim revived, be damned he rises; Finnegan risin’ from the bed[/tab]\r\n[tab] [ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]G[/ch] [ch]C[/ch]\r\nSayin’ Whirl yer whiskey around like blazes; thunder and Jesus, do ye think I’m dead[/tab]\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n[tab][ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]G[/ch]\r\nWack fol the dol now dance to yer partner, welt the floor, your trotters shake[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]G[/ch] [ch]C[/ch]\r\nWasn’t it the truth that I told ye: lots o’ fun at Finnegan’s wake[/tab]\r\n\r\nRepeat chorus several times, getting faster","plain_text":"[Verse]\n\n\n\n\n\n[Chorus]\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n[Chorus]\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n[Chorus]\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n[Chorus]\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n[Chorus]\n\n\n\nRepeat chorus several times, getting faster","chords":["C","Am","F","G"],"chord_diagrams":{"Am":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,2,3,1,0],"frets":[-1,0,2,2,1,0]},"C":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,3,2,0,1,0],"frets":[0,3,2,0,1,0]},"F":{"barres":[1],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[1,3,4,2,1,1],"frets":[1,3,3,2,1,1]},"G":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[2,1,0,0,0,3],"frets":[3,2,0,0,0,3]}}}