.Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin Street
A gentle Irishman mighty odd
He had a brogue both rich and sweet
An' to rise in the world he carried a hod
You see he'd a sort of a tipplers way
But for the love for the liquor poor Tim was born
To help him on his way each day
He'd a drop of t.
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