Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin Street
A gentleman Irish mighty odd,
He had a tongue both rich and sweet,
And to rise in the world he carried a hod;
Now Tim had a sort of tippling
With the love of the liquor he was bom,
And to help him on with his work each day,
He'd a drop of the craythur every morn.
Chorus:
Whack fol the dah, dance to your partner, Welt the flure, yer trotters shake. Wasn't it the truth I told you,
Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake.
Matthew Hodgart introduces some of the Dublin street ballads that James Joyce knew, and shows how Joyce used them symbolically in Finnegans Wake
Singers:
Dominic Behan , Isla Cameron Seamus Ennis , James Stephens
Reader: Wilfrid Brambell
Produced by Sasha Moorsom