Chords for The Tossers - Finnegan's Wake (with lyrics)
Tempo:
143.55 bpm
Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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I know Finnegan.
I bet you ain't met him, but I met him, Finnegan.
Finnegan ain't shit.
Well, this Finnegan's dead.
That's why it's Finnegan's wake.
Oh, wake?
Oh, he dead?
Oh, that's better.
Finnegan's wake.
[C] And we gonna get drunk and party.
And steal his shoes, too.
Tim Finnegan [A] lived on Walkin' Street.
[F] A gentleman [G] Irish mighty young.
[D] [Em] Well, he had a brow [Am] both rich and sweet.
[D] [F] And the rise [G] in the world he [C] carried on.
Well, [Ab] he had a bit of a [Dbm] Timberland [Am] way.
With a love for the liquor, poor Tim was born.
[C] And to [A] send him on his way, he'd say, seven and twenty-four [C] and three more.
Went [A] for the note, he'd ask, if I know [G] what the fuck it for.
I say, [A] isn't it the truth?
They tell you [G] lots about it.
Finnegan's wake.
[C] One morning, [A] Tim felt rather full.
[F] His whole head felt [G] heavy, which made him shake.
Well, he [Am] fell off the ladder and he broke his skull.
[D] [F] Then they carried him [Em] home, his [C] corpse to wake.
Oh, [Ab] they wrapped him up in a nice [A] clean sheet.
And they [Ab] laid him out upon a [A] bed.
[C] Went for [A]
[C] [A] the note, he'd ask, if I know [G] what the fuck it for.
[A] I say, isn't it the truth?
They tell you [G] lots about it.
Finnegan's wake.
[Ab] Well, his friends [Dbm] assembled at the [A]
wake.
[F] And Mrs.
[G] Finnegan called for lunch.
[D]
[C] Well, first she brought [Am] out tea and cake.
[Dm] And [G] pipes, tobacco and [C] brandy punch.
[Ab] Then the widow, all alone, began [B] to cry.
[Dm]
[Am] At such a nice clean corpse have you ever [A] seen?
[C] Saying, Tim, my [A] fine, why did I?
Well, I had a [G] conscience, but I'm a gay.
Went [A] for the note, he'd ask, if I [Bm] know what the fuck it for.
I say, isn't it [A] the truth?
They tell you lots about it.
[N] Finnegan's wake.
Then Maggie [D] O'Connor [Am] took up the job.
[B] [F] And Biddy [Em] says, you're [G] wrong for sure.
[D] Well, [Em] Biddy fixed [A] her with a belt and a go.
[D] And [F] sent her [G] sprawling on [C] the floor.
Then [G] a civil war [Am] did soon [A] engage.
[D]
[G]
[C] It was woman to [A] woman [Am] and man to man.
[Dm]
[Cm] Charlene [A] always on a rager.
On a ruster, [D] so began to run for the [A] note.
He'd ask, if [G] I know what the fuck it for.
I say, [Am] isn't it the truth?
They tell you lots [G] about it.
[C] Finnegan's wake.
Then Maggie [A] O'Connor took up the job.
And on a bottle of [G] jams and fluid, it.
Dr.
[A] Landry on the [D] bed.
With a [G] whiskey scattering all over him.
[C] Began he [A] revives and see how he rises.
Jim [Am] Finnegan rising [A] in the bed.
[Am]
Saying, well, you always hear on [A] my place.
That it's time [C] I found out the figure was dead.
Went for the [B] note, he'd ask, if I know what the [G] fuck it for.
I say, [C] [B] isn't it the truth?
They tell you lots about [Am] it.
Finnegan's wake.
Went for the note, he'd ask, if I know [G] what the fuck it for.
I say, [Am] isn't it the truth?
[D] They tell you lots [G] about it.
Finnegan's wake.
[C]
I bet you ain't met him, but I met him, Finnegan.
Finnegan ain't shit.
Well, this Finnegan's dead.
That's why it's Finnegan's wake.
Oh, wake?
Oh, he dead?
Oh, that's better.
Finnegan's wake.
[C] And we gonna get drunk and party.
And steal his shoes, too.
Tim Finnegan [A] lived on Walkin' Street.
[F] A gentleman [G] Irish mighty young.
[D] [Em] Well, he had a brow [Am] both rich and sweet.
[D] [F] And the rise [G] in the world he [C] carried on.
Well, [Ab] he had a bit of a [Dbm] Timberland [Am] way.
With a love for the liquor, poor Tim was born.
[C] And to [A] send him on his way, he'd say, seven and twenty-four [C] and three more.
Went [A] for the note, he'd ask, if I know [G] what the fuck it for.
I say, [A] isn't it the truth?
They tell you [G] lots about it.
Finnegan's wake.
[C] One morning, [A] Tim felt rather full.
[F] His whole head felt [G] heavy, which made him shake.
Well, he [Am] fell off the ladder and he broke his skull.
[D] [F] Then they carried him [Em] home, his [C] corpse to wake.
Oh, [Ab] they wrapped him up in a nice [A] clean sheet.
And they [Ab] laid him out upon a [A] bed.
[C] Went for [A]
[C] [A] the note, he'd ask, if I know [G] what the fuck it for.
[A] I say, isn't it the truth?
They tell you [G] lots about it.
Finnegan's wake.
[Ab] Well, his friends [Dbm] assembled at the [A]
wake.
[F] And Mrs.
[G] Finnegan called for lunch.
[D]
[C] Well, first she brought [Am] out tea and cake.
[Dm] And [G] pipes, tobacco and [C] brandy punch.
[Ab] Then the widow, all alone, began [B] to cry.
[Dm]
[Am] At such a nice clean corpse have you ever [A] seen?
[C] Saying, Tim, my [A] fine, why did I?
Well, I had a [G] conscience, but I'm a gay.
Went [A] for the note, he'd ask, if I [Bm] know what the fuck it for.
I say, isn't it [A] the truth?
They tell you lots about it.
[N] Finnegan's wake.
Then Maggie [D] O'Connor [Am] took up the job.
[B] [F] And Biddy [Em] says, you're [G] wrong for sure.
[D] Well, [Em] Biddy fixed [A] her with a belt and a go.
[D] And [F] sent her [G] sprawling on [C] the floor.
Then [G] a civil war [Am] did soon [A] engage.
[D]
[G]
[C] It was woman to [A] woman [Am] and man to man.
[Dm]
[Cm] Charlene [A] always on a rager.
On a ruster, [D] so began to run for the [A] note.
He'd ask, if [G] I know what the fuck it for.
I say, [Am] isn't it the truth?
They tell you lots [G] about it.
[C] Finnegan's wake.
Then Maggie [A] O'Connor took up the job.
And on a bottle of [G] jams and fluid, it.
Dr.
[A] Landry on the [D] bed.
With a [G] whiskey scattering all over him.
[C] Began he [A] revives and see how he rises.
Jim [Am] Finnegan rising [A] in the bed.
[Am]
Saying, well, you always hear on [A] my place.
That it's time [C] I found out the figure was dead.
Went for the [B] note, he'd ask, if I know what the [G] fuck it for.
I say, [C] [B] isn't it the truth?
They tell you lots about [Am] it.
Finnegan's wake.
Went for the note, he'd ask, if I know [G] what the fuck it for.
I say, [Am] isn't it the truth?
[D] They tell you lots [G] about it.
Finnegan's wake.
[C]
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I know Finnegan.
_ _ I bet you ain't met him, but I met him, Finnegan.
Finnegan ain't shit.
_ _ Well, this Finnegan's dead.
That's why it's Finnegan's wake.
Oh, wake? _
_ Oh, he dead?
_ _ Oh, that's better. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Finnegan's wake. _
[C] And we gonna get drunk _ _ and party.
_ And steal his shoes, too. _
_ _ _ _ _ Tim Finnegan [A] lived on Walkin' Street. _
_ _ [F] A gentleman [G] Irish mighty young.
[D] _ _ [Em] Well, he had a brow [Am] both rich and sweet.
[D] _ _ [F] And the rise [G] in the world he [C] carried on. _ _ _ _
_ Well, [Ab] he had a bit of a [Dbm] Timberland [Am] way. _ _ _
With a love for the liquor, poor Tim was _ born. _ _ _ _
[C] And to [A] send him on his way, he'd say, seven and twenty-four [C] and three more.
Went [A] for the note, he'd ask, if I know [G] what the fuck it for.
I say, [A] isn't it the truth?
They tell you [G] lots about it.
Finnegan's wake.
[C] _ _ _ _ _ One morning, [A] Tim felt rather _ full.
_ _ [F] His whole head felt [G] heavy, which made him _ shake. _ _
Well, he [Am] fell off the ladder and he broke his skull.
_ [D] _ _ _ [F] Then they carried him [Em] home, his [C] corpse to wake. _
_ _ Oh, [Ab] they wrapped him up in a nice [A] clean sheet. _ _ _
_ And they [Ab] laid him out upon a [A] bed. _ _ _ _
[C] Went for _ [A] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ [A] the note, he'd ask, if I know [G] what the fuck it for.
[A] I say, isn't it the truth?
They tell you [G] lots about it.
Finnegan's wake.
_ _ _ _ [Ab] Well, his friends [Dbm] assembled at the _ [A]
wake.
_ _ [F] And Mrs.
[G] Finnegan called for _ lunch.
_ [D] _
_ [C] Well, first she brought [Am] out tea and cake.
_ _ _ [Dm] And [G] pipes, tobacco and [C] brandy punch.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] Then the widow, all alone, began [B] to _ _ cry.
_ [Dm] _
_ _ _ _ [Am] At such a nice clean corpse have you ever _ [A] seen? _ _ _ _ _
[C] Saying, Tim, my [A] fine, why did I?
Well, I had a [G] conscience, but I'm a gay.
Went [A] for the note, he'd ask, if I [Bm] know what the fuck it for.
I say, isn't it [A] the truth?
They tell you lots about it.
[N] Finnegan's wake.
_ _ _ _ Then Maggie [D] O'Connor [Am] took up the job.
_ _ _ _ [B] [F] And Biddy [Em] says, you're [G] wrong for sure. _ _
_ _ [D] _ Well, [Em] Biddy fixed [A] her with a belt and a go. _ _ _
_ [D] And [F] sent her [G] sprawling on [C] the _ floor. _ _ _
_ Then [G] a civil war [Am] did soon [A] engage.
_ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] It was woman to [A] woman [Am] and man to _ man.
_ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
[Cm] Charlene [A] always on a rager.
On a ruster, [D] so began to run for the [A] note.
He'd ask, if [G] I know what the fuck it for.
I say, [Am] isn't it the truth?
They tell you lots [G] about it.
[C] Finnegan's wake.
Then Maggie [A] O'Connor took up the job.
And on a bottle of [G] jams and fluid, it.
Dr.
[A] Landry on the [D] bed.
With a [G] whiskey scattering all over him.
_ [C] Began he [A] revives and see how he rises. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Jim [Am] Finnegan rising _ [A] in the _ _ bed. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Saying, well, you always hear on [A] my place.
That it's time [C] I found out the figure was dead.
Went for the [B] note, he'd ask, if I know what the [G] fuck it for.
I say, [C] [B] isn't it the truth?
They tell you lots about [Am] it.
Finnegan's wake.
Went for the note, he'd ask, if I know [G] what the fuck it for.
I say, [Am] isn't it the truth?
[D] They tell you lots [G] about it.
Finnegan's wake.
_ _ [C] _ _
_ _ I bet you ain't met him, but I met him, Finnegan.
Finnegan ain't shit.
_ _ Well, this Finnegan's dead.
That's why it's Finnegan's wake.
Oh, wake? _
_ Oh, he dead?
_ _ Oh, that's better. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Finnegan's wake. _
[C] And we gonna get drunk _ _ and party.
_ And steal his shoes, too. _
_ _ _ _ _ Tim Finnegan [A] lived on Walkin' Street. _
_ _ [F] A gentleman [G] Irish mighty young.
[D] _ _ [Em] Well, he had a brow [Am] both rich and sweet.
[D] _ _ [F] And the rise [G] in the world he [C] carried on. _ _ _ _
_ Well, [Ab] he had a bit of a [Dbm] Timberland [Am] way. _ _ _
With a love for the liquor, poor Tim was _ born. _ _ _ _
[C] And to [A] send him on his way, he'd say, seven and twenty-four [C] and three more.
Went [A] for the note, he'd ask, if I know [G] what the fuck it for.
I say, [A] isn't it the truth?
They tell you [G] lots about it.
Finnegan's wake.
[C] _ _ _ _ _ One morning, [A] Tim felt rather _ full.
_ _ [F] His whole head felt [G] heavy, which made him _ shake. _ _
Well, he [Am] fell off the ladder and he broke his skull.
_ [D] _ _ _ [F] Then they carried him [Em] home, his [C] corpse to wake. _
_ _ Oh, [Ab] they wrapped him up in a nice [A] clean sheet. _ _ _
_ And they [Ab] laid him out upon a [A] bed. _ _ _ _
[C] Went for _ [A] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ [A] the note, he'd ask, if I know [G] what the fuck it for.
[A] I say, isn't it the truth?
They tell you [G] lots about it.
Finnegan's wake.
_ _ _ _ [Ab] Well, his friends [Dbm] assembled at the _ [A]
wake.
_ _ [F] And Mrs.
[G] Finnegan called for _ lunch.
_ [D] _
_ [C] Well, first she brought [Am] out tea and cake.
_ _ _ [Dm] And [G] pipes, tobacco and [C] brandy punch.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] Then the widow, all alone, began [B] to _ _ cry.
_ [Dm] _
_ _ _ _ [Am] At such a nice clean corpse have you ever _ [A] seen? _ _ _ _ _
[C] Saying, Tim, my [A] fine, why did I?
Well, I had a [G] conscience, but I'm a gay.
Went [A] for the note, he'd ask, if I [Bm] know what the fuck it for.
I say, isn't it [A] the truth?
They tell you lots about it.
[N] Finnegan's wake.
_ _ _ _ Then Maggie [D] O'Connor [Am] took up the job.
_ _ _ _ [B] [F] And Biddy [Em] says, you're [G] wrong for sure. _ _
_ _ [D] _ Well, [Em] Biddy fixed [A] her with a belt and a go. _ _ _
_ [D] And [F] sent her [G] sprawling on [C] the _ floor. _ _ _
_ Then [G] a civil war [Am] did soon [A] engage.
_ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] It was woman to [A] woman [Am] and man to _ man.
_ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
[Cm] Charlene [A] always on a rager.
On a ruster, [D] so began to run for the [A] note.
He'd ask, if [G] I know what the fuck it for.
I say, [Am] isn't it the truth?
They tell you lots [G] about it.
[C] Finnegan's wake.
Then Maggie [A] O'Connor took up the job.
And on a bottle of [G] jams and fluid, it.
Dr.
[A] Landry on the [D] bed.
With a [G] whiskey scattering all over him.
_ [C] Began he [A] revives and see how he rises. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Jim [Am] Finnegan rising _ [A] in the _ _ bed. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Saying, well, you always hear on [A] my place.
That it's time [C] I found out the figure was dead.
Went for the [B] note, he'd ask, if I know what the [G] fuck it for.
I say, [C] [B] isn't it the truth?
They tell you lots about [Am] it.
Finnegan's wake.
Went for the note, he'd ask, if I know [G] what the fuck it for.
I say, [Am] isn't it the truth?
[D] They tell you lots [G] about it.
Finnegan's wake.
_ _ [C] _ _