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Στίχοι Michael Finnegan

  • Καλλιτέχνης: Irish Children's Songs (Amhráin Pháistí as Gaeilge)
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Michael Finnegan

There once was a man named Michael Finn-egan,
He grew whiskers on his chin-igan,
The wind came up and blew them in-again,
Poor old Michael Finnegan.
Begin again.
 
There once was a man named Michael Finn-egan,
He kicked up an awful din-igan.
Because they said he must not sing again.
Poor old Michael Finnegan.
Begin again.
 
There once was a man named Michael Finn-egan,
Ran a race and tried to win again.
Got so puffed that he had to go in again.
Poor old Michael Finnegan.
Begin again.
 
There once was a man named Michael Finn-egan,
He drank through all his good gin again.
And so he wasted all his tin again,
Poor old Michael Finnegan.
Begin again.
 
There once was a man named Michael Finn-egan,
He went fishing with a pin again.
He caught a fish but dropped it in again,
Poor old Michael Finnegan.
Begin again.
 
There once was a man named Michael Finn-egan,
Climbed a tree and barked his shin-igan,
Took off several yards of skin-igan,
Poor old Michael Finnegan.
Begin again.
 
There once was a man named Michael Finn-egan,
He grew fat and then grew thin again.
Then he died and had to begin again.
Poor old Michael Finnegan.
The end-i-gin.
 
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