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Singen Finnegan's Wake Karaoke - Dropkick Murphys - MP3 Karaoke

Die Aufnahme ist eine Coverversion des Songs Finnegan's Wake im Stil von: Dropkick Murphys

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CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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Mit Hintergrund-Gesangsstimme (wahlweise in der KFN-Version)

Tempo: variabel (ca. 135 BPM)

In der gleichen Tonart wie das Original: H-Dur

Dauer: 02:23 - Vorschau auf: 01:32

Veröffentlichung: 1998
Musikrichtungen: Punk, Alternativer Rock, Keltisch, Englisch
Komponist: Ronald Joseph Drew
Original Songwriter: Trad
Produzenten/Arrangeure: Eamonn Francis Campbell, John Edmund Sheahan

Alle erhältlichen Titel sind Playbacks und keine Originalversionen.

Text Finnegan's Wake

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 tippling way
With love for a liquor poor Tim was born
To help him on with his work every day
He'd a drop of the Craythor every morn'
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 on upon the bed
A bottle of whiskey at his feet
And a gallon 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 I told ya lots of fun at Finnegan's wake
His friends assembled at his wake
And Missus Finnegan called for lunch
First they brought in tay and cake
Then pipes tobacco and whiskey and punch
Biddy O'Brien began to cry a nice clean corpse did you ever did see
Tim Mavourneen why did you die?
Hold on your gob said Paddy McGee
Whack Fol-De-Dah now dance to your partner
Welt the floor your trotters shake
Wasn't it the truth I told ya lots of fun at Finnegan's wake
Then Peggy O'Connor took up the job
Biddy she says you'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 and a row and a ruction soon began
Mickey Maloney he 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 whiskey around like blazes
Thanum an Dhul do you think I'm dead?
Whack Fol-De-Dah now dance to your partner
Welt the floor your trotters shake
Wasn't it the truth I told ya lots of fun at Finnegan's wake
Whack Fol-De-Dah now dance to your partner
Welt the floor your trotters shake
Wasn't it the truth I told ya lots of fun at Finnegan's wake

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