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Tim lived in Walkin Street
A gentle Irishman, odd
He had a brogue both rich and
An' to rise in the he carried a hod
You see he'd a of a tipplers way
But the for the liquor poor Tim was born
And to him on his way each day
He'd a of the craythur every morn

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fol the dah, now dance with your partner
Around the floor, trotters shake
Isn't it the truth, I tell
Lots of fun at Wake

One morning Tim rather full
His head felt heavy, which him shake
He fell off his ladder and he broke his
So carried him home, his corpse to wake
They wrapped him up in a nice, clean
And they him out there upon the bed
a bottle of whiskey at his feet
And a of porter at his head

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His friends at the wake
And Mrs Finnegan for lunch
First she served them tay and
Then pipes, tobacco and punch

O'Brien began to cry:
"Such a nice corpse, did you ever see
Tim avourneen, why did you die?"
"Will ye hould your gob?" said Paddy

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Then Ginny got the job:
"Biddy" she "you're wrong, I'm sure"
gave her a clapper upon the gob
And her sprawlin' on the floor
T'was then the war did soon
It was to woman and man to man
Shillelagh law, did all
And a row and a soon began

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Then Mickey Maloney ducked his
When a bucket of flew at him
It missed, and on the bed
And the whisky splattered poor old Tim
he revives, now see him rise
Tim rise and up in the bed
Throwin' the around the place
"T'underin' Jaysus, do ye I'm dead?"