george bernard shaw, william butler yeats, oscar wilde, bram stoker, samuel beckett, maeve binchy, andgue so rich and sweet ♪ ♪ an' to rise in the world he carried a hod ♪ ♪ you'd see that's such a tippler's way ♪ ♪ with the love of the liquor poor tim was born ♪ ♪ and to help him on with his work each day ♪ ♪ he'd a drop of the craythur every morn ♪ ♪ whack fol the 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 ♪ ♪ one morning tim was rather full, his head was heavy which made him shake ♪ ♪ he fell from a ladder and he broke his skull, they took him home his corpse to wake ♪ ♪ they wrapped him up in a nice clean sheet, they laid him out upon the bed with a gallon of whiskey at his feet and a barrel of porter at his head ♪ ♪ whack fol the 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 the wake and mrs. finnegan called for lunch ♪ ♪ first they brought in tay and cake, then pipe tobac