Chords for The Stubby Shillelaghs - Finnegan's Wake
Tempo:
133.9 bpm
Chords used:
C
Am
G
F
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
all right [G] Addison [G] I'm very happy you're here [Gb] because this next song [C]
anybody
who's [G] never been to a stubby Shillelagh show if you're sitting at the bar
fucking get ready [G]
this is a song about a young builders laborer by the name of
Tim Finnegan and Tim Finnegan falls from a [Em] ladder and he breaks his skull [Db]
[G] and they
have a wake for him and at this week [G] there's fighting drinking dancing
everything
[Gm] and we like to play a little [Dm] game with you [N] while we play this song so
pay attention and [Abm] be so fucking loud that they [Em] can hear us three blocks away
this is Finnegan's Wake
[A] When
[E] [C]
Tim Finnegan lived in [Am] Walking Street, on [F] gentle [G]
Irishman Mighty [D] Yard, he [C] had a beautiful baroque so [Am] rich and sweet.
[F] At Horizon [G] a whirly [C] carried a heart, now you see the sort of a [Am] Tipler's way, [C] for the love of the liquor poor Tim [Am] was born.
[C] And a hope in love with his wife each [A] year, a topic for each heart every morn.
[Am] And out of the Timber, out [G] of the Hodge, out of the Sheep, [C] and the Hare [Am] and the Poop, they fell yet [E] upon a [C] big and [G] old
HARD!
[A]
No.
[C] Well one morning [Am] Tim fells rather foul, [Eb] his [F] head fells [G] heavy with a bleeding sheen.
Well [C] he fell from the ladder and he [Am] broke his sleeve, and they [F] carried him home [G] his corpse [C] away.
Heavy?
Well they rolled him up in [Am] a nice clean sheet, [C] and laid him out [Am] upon the bed.
With a bottle of whiskey at his [F] feet and a barrel [G] of water at his head,
One thing [Am] out of the Timber, on [G] the floor you'd tend to [C] shake, and the [Am] Hare and the Poop they'd [Dm] tear yet upon a [C] big and old
[D] [N] HARD!
[C] Well Tim's friends assembled at [Am] the wake, and [F]
Mrs [G] Finnegan called for a HARD!
[C] Well first she brought him [Am] hay and cake, then [F] pipes of [G] agnol and a whiskey [C] pint,
Well then Finnegan began [Am] to cry, such a [C] nice thing for Finnegan the [Am] same.
[C] Tim off [Am] with men away to [F] die, and a whole pair [D] of gums and muddy [C] murky,
Cracked with a [Am] huddle, and silly pipe around [A] the bowl, you'd tend to shake, and the Hare and the Poop they'd tear yet [F] upon a [C] big and old HARD!
[G] Well [Am] then Maggie Maloney took up the cry, oh [F] pity says she [G] you're wrong I'm sure,
[C] Well pity gave her a whop in the gut, and sent [G] her strolling on [C] the floor,
Well then to her [Am] discerning age, was woman for woman and man for man,
[C] She lay [Am] below a silver [F] ring, and a round [D] and a round she'd seen [C] began,
Cracked with a huddle, [Dm] and silly pipe [G] around the bowl, you'd tend to shake, and the [Am] Hare and the Poop they'd tear yet upon a big and old
[Em] [Eb]
[C] Well then Tim Mahoney he tucked his head, [F] when a bottle of whiskey [D] flew at him,
Well it missed and landed [Am] on the bed, [B] the [F] liquor [G] scattered over [C] Tim,
Well Tim revived, see how [Am] he rises, Tim Finnegan rising from [Am] the bed,
[C] Saying what do you want to be, chairman boy, I've done the right [D] things, you think I [C] did,
Cracked with a huddle, and silly pipe around the [G] bowl, you'd tend to shake, [Am] and the Hare and the Poop they'd tear [Dm] yet upon a big [C] and old
Cracked [Am] with a huddle, and silly [A] pipe around the bowl, [G] you'd tend to shake, [Am] and the Hare and the Poop [E] they'd tear yet upon [C] a big and old
[F] [G]
anybody
who's [G] never been to a stubby Shillelagh show if you're sitting at the bar
fucking get ready [G]
this is a song about a young builders laborer by the name of
Tim Finnegan and Tim Finnegan falls from a [Em] ladder and he breaks his skull [Db]
[G] and they
have a wake for him and at this week [G] there's fighting drinking dancing
everything
[Gm] and we like to play a little [Dm] game with you [N] while we play this song so
pay attention and [Abm] be so fucking loud that they [Em] can hear us three blocks away
this is Finnegan's Wake
[A] When
[E] [C]
Tim Finnegan lived in [Am] Walking Street, on [F] gentle [G]
Irishman Mighty [D] Yard, he [C] had a beautiful baroque so [Am] rich and sweet.
[F] At Horizon [G] a whirly [C] carried a heart, now you see the sort of a [Am] Tipler's way, [C] for the love of the liquor poor Tim [Am] was born.
[C] And a hope in love with his wife each [A] year, a topic for each heart every morn.
[Am] And out of the Timber, out [G] of the Hodge, out of the Sheep, [C] and the Hare [Am] and the Poop, they fell yet [E] upon a [C] big and [G] old
HARD!
[A]
No.
[C] Well one morning [Am] Tim fells rather foul, [Eb] his [F] head fells [G] heavy with a bleeding sheen.
Well [C] he fell from the ladder and he [Am] broke his sleeve, and they [F] carried him home [G] his corpse [C] away.
Heavy?
Well they rolled him up in [Am] a nice clean sheet, [C] and laid him out [Am] upon the bed.
With a bottle of whiskey at his [F] feet and a barrel [G] of water at his head,
One thing [Am] out of the Timber, on [G] the floor you'd tend to [C] shake, and the [Am] Hare and the Poop they'd [Dm] tear yet upon a [C] big and old
[D] [N] HARD!
[C] Well Tim's friends assembled at [Am] the wake, and [F]
Mrs [G] Finnegan called for a HARD!
[C] Well first she brought him [Am] hay and cake, then [F] pipes of [G] agnol and a whiskey [C] pint,
Well then Finnegan began [Am] to cry, such a [C] nice thing for Finnegan the [Am] same.
[C] Tim off [Am] with men away to [F] die, and a whole pair [D] of gums and muddy [C] murky,
Cracked with a [Am] huddle, and silly pipe around [A] the bowl, you'd tend to shake, and the Hare and the Poop they'd tear yet [F] upon a [C] big and old HARD!
[G] Well [Am] then Maggie Maloney took up the cry, oh [F] pity says she [G] you're wrong I'm sure,
[C] Well pity gave her a whop in the gut, and sent [G] her strolling on [C] the floor,
Well then to her [Am] discerning age, was woman for woman and man for man,
[C] She lay [Am] below a silver [F] ring, and a round [D] and a round she'd seen [C] began,
Cracked with a huddle, [Dm] and silly pipe [G] around the bowl, you'd tend to shake, and the [Am] Hare and the Poop they'd tear yet upon a big and old
[Em] [Eb]
[C] Well then Tim Mahoney he tucked his head, [F] when a bottle of whiskey [D] flew at him,
Well it missed and landed [Am] on the bed, [B] the [F] liquor [G] scattered over [C] Tim,
Well Tim revived, see how [Am] he rises, Tim Finnegan rising from [Am] the bed,
[C] Saying what do you want to be, chairman boy, I've done the right [D] things, you think I [C] did,
Cracked with a huddle, and silly pipe around the [G] bowl, you'd tend to shake, [Am] and the Hare and the Poop they'd tear [Dm] yet upon a big [C] and old
Cracked [Am] with a huddle, and silly [A] pipe around the bowl, [G] you'd tend to shake, [Am] and the Hare and the Poop [E] they'd tear yet upon [C] a big and old
[F] [G]
Key:
C
Am
G
F
D
C
Am
G
all right _ [G] Addison _ [G] I'm very happy you're here [Gb] because this next song _ _ [C]
anybody
who's [G] never been to a stubby Shillelagh show if you're sitting at the bar _ _
fucking get ready [G] _ _
_ _ this is a song about a young builders laborer by the name of
Tim Finnegan _ and Tim Finnegan falls from a [Em] ladder and he breaks his skull [Db] _
[G] and they
have a wake for him and at this week [G] there's fighting drinking dancing
everything _
_ [Gm] and we like to play a little [Dm] game with you [N] while we play this song _ so
pay attention and [Abm] be so fucking loud that they [Em] can hear us three blocks away
this is Finnegan's Wake
_ _ [A] When _
[E] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ Tim Finnegan lived in [Am] Walking _ _ _ Street, _ on [F] gentle [G]
Irishman Mighty _ _ [D] Yard, _ he [C] had a beautiful baroque so [Am] rich and _ _ sweet.
_ [F] At Horizon [G] a whirly [C] carried a _ heart, _ _ now you see the sort of a [Am] Tipler's way, _ _ _ _ [C] for the love of the liquor poor Tim [Am] was born.
_ _ _ _ [C] And a hope in love with his wife each [A] year, a topic for each heart every morn.
[Am] And out of the Timber, out [G] of the Hodge, out of the Sheep, [C] and the Hare [Am] and the Poop, they fell yet [E] upon a [C] big and [G] old_
HARD!
_ [A]
No.
_ [C] Well one morning [Am] Tim fells rather _ foul, _ _ _ [Eb] his [F] head fells [G] heavy with a bleeding _ sheen.
_ _ Well [C] he fell from the ladder and he [Am] broke his sleeve, _ _ _ and they [F] carried him home [G] his corpse [C] away. _ _
Heavy?
Well they rolled him up in [Am] a nice clean sheet, _ _ _ [C] and laid him out [Am] upon the _ _ bed.
_ With a bottle of whiskey at his [F] feet and a barrel [G] of water at his head,
One thing [Am] out of the Timber, on [G] the floor you'd tend to [C] shake, and the [Am] Hare and the Poop they'd [Dm] tear yet upon a [C] big and old_
_ [D] _ [N] HARD! _ _
_ _ _ [C] Well Tim's friends _ assembled at [Am] the wake, _ _ _ and [F]
Mrs [G] Finnegan called for a_ HARD!
_ [C] Well first she brought him [Am] hay and _ cake, _ then [F] pipes of [G] agnol and a whiskey [C] pint, _ _ _
Well then Finnegan began [Am] to cry, _ _ _ such a [C] nice thing for Finnegan the [Am] same. _ _ _
_ _ [C] Tim off [Am] with men away to [F] die, and a whole pair [D] of gums and muddy [C] murky,
Cracked with a [Am] huddle, and silly pipe around [A] the bowl, you'd tend to shake, and the Hare and the Poop they'd tear yet [F] upon a [C] big and old_ HARD!
[G] _ Well _ [Am] then Maggie Maloney took up the cry, _ _ _ oh [F] pity says she [G] you're wrong I'm sure, _ _ _ _ _
[C] Well pity gave her a whop in the _ gut, _ _ and sent [G] her strolling on [C] the _ floor, _ _
_ Well then to her _ [Am] discerning _ _ age, _ was woman for woman and man for man, _ _
_ _ [C] She lay [Am] below a silver [F] ring, and a round [D] and a round she'd seen [C] began,
Cracked with a huddle, [Dm] and silly pipe [G] around the bowl, you'd tend to shake, and the [Am] Hare and the Poop they'd tear yet upon a big and old_
_ [Em] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ [C] _ _ Well then Tim Mahoney he tucked his _ _ head, _ [F] when a bottle of whiskey [D] flew at him, _ _ _ _
_ Well it missed and landed [Am] on the _ _ bed, [B] the [F] liquor [G] scattered over [C] Tim, _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _
Well Tim revived, see how [Am] he rises, _ _ _ _ Tim Finnegan rising from [Am] the _ _ bed,
_ _ [C] Saying what do you want to be, chairman boy, I've done the right [D] things, you think I [C] did,
Cracked with a huddle, and silly pipe around the [G] bowl, you'd tend to shake, [Am] and the Hare and the Poop they'd tear [Dm] yet upon a big [C] and old_
Cracked [Am] with a huddle, and silly [A] pipe around the bowl, [G] you'd tend to shake, [Am] and the Hare and the Poop [E] they'd tear yet upon [C] a big and old_
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
anybody
who's [G] never been to a stubby Shillelagh show if you're sitting at the bar _ _
fucking get ready [G] _ _
_ _ this is a song about a young builders laborer by the name of
Tim Finnegan _ and Tim Finnegan falls from a [Em] ladder and he breaks his skull [Db] _
[G] and they
have a wake for him and at this week [G] there's fighting drinking dancing
everything _
_ [Gm] and we like to play a little [Dm] game with you [N] while we play this song _ so
pay attention and [Abm] be so fucking loud that they [Em] can hear us three blocks away
this is Finnegan's Wake
_ _ [A] When _
[E] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ Tim Finnegan lived in [Am] Walking _ _ _ Street, _ on [F] gentle [G]
Irishman Mighty _ _ [D] Yard, _ he [C] had a beautiful baroque so [Am] rich and _ _ sweet.
_ [F] At Horizon [G] a whirly [C] carried a _ heart, _ _ now you see the sort of a [Am] Tipler's way, _ _ _ _ [C] for the love of the liquor poor Tim [Am] was born.
_ _ _ _ [C] And a hope in love with his wife each [A] year, a topic for each heart every morn.
[Am] And out of the Timber, out [G] of the Hodge, out of the Sheep, [C] and the Hare [Am] and the Poop, they fell yet [E] upon a [C] big and [G] old_
HARD!
_ [A]
No.
_ [C] Well one morning [Am] Tim fells rather _ foul, _ _ _ [Eb] his [F] head fells [G] heavy with a bleeding _ sheen.
_ _ Well [C] he fell from the ladder and he [Am] broke his sleeve, _ _ _ and they [F] carried him home [G] his corpse [C] away. _ _
Heavy?
Well they rolled him up in [Am] a nice clean sheet, _ _ _ [C] and laid him out [Am] upon the _ _ bed.
_ With a bottle of whiskey at his [F] feet and a barrel [G] of water at his head,
One thing [Am] out of the Timber, on [G] the floor you'd tend to [C] shake, and the [Am] Hare and the Poop they'd [Dm] tear yet upon a [C] big and old_
_ [D] _ [N] HARD! _ _
_ _ _ [C] Well Tim's friends _ assembled at [Am] the wake, _ _ _ and [F]
Mrs [G] Finnegan called for a_ HARD!
_ [C] Well first she brought him [Am] hay and _ cake, _ then [F] pipes of [G] agnol and a whiskey [C] pint, _ _ _
Well then Finnegan began [Am] to cry, _ _ _ such a [C] nice thing for Finnegan the [Am] same. _ _ _
_ _ [C] Tim off [Am] with men away to [F] die, and a whole pair [D] of gums and muddy [C] murky,
Cracked with a [Am] huddle, and silly pipe around [A] the bowl, you'd tend to shake, and the Hare and the Poop they'd tear yet [F] upon a [C] big and old_ HARD!
[G] _ Well _ [Am] then Maggie Maloney took up the cry, _ _ _ oh [F] pity says she [G] you're wrong I'm sure, _ _ _ _ _
[C] Well pity gave her a whop in the _ gut, _ _ and sent [G] her strolling on [C] the _ floor, _ _
_ Well then to her _ [Am] discerning _ _ age, _ was woman for woman and man for man, _ _
_ _ [C] She lay [Am] below a silver [F] ring, and a round [D] and a round she'd seen [C] began,
Cracked with a huddle, [Dm] and silly pipe [G] around the bowl, you'd tend to shake, and the [Am] Hare and the Poop they'd tear yet upon a big and old_
_ [Em] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ [C] _ _ Well then Tim Mahoney he tucked his _ _ head, _ [F] when a bottle of whiskey [D] flew at him, _ _ _ _
_ Well it missed and landed [Am] on the _ _ bed, [B] the [F] liquor [G] scattered over [C] Tim, _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _
Well Tim revived, see how [Am] he rises, _ _ _ _ Tim Finnegan rising from [Am] the _ _ bed,
_ _ [C] Saying what do you want to be, chairman boy, I've done the right [D] things, you think I [C] did,
Cracked with a huddle, and silly pipe around the [G] bowl, you'd tend to shake, [Am] and the Hare and the Poop they'd tear [Dm] yet upon a big [C] and old_
Cracked [Am] with a huddle, and silly [A] pipe around the bowl, [G] you'd tend to shake, [Am] and the Hare and the Poop [E] they'd tear yet upon [C] a big and old_
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _