Michael Finnigan

Michael Finnigan

MICHAEL FINNIGAN



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There was an old man called mi-chael fin-ni-gan he grew whis-kers


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On his chin-ni-gin the wind came up and blew them in-i-gin

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Poor old mi-chael fin-ni-gan (Be-gin-i-gin) there’s Fin-ni-gan



VERSE 2

There once was a man named Michael Finnigin,
He kicked up an awful dinigin
Because they said he must not sinigin,
Poor old Michael Finnigin. (Beginigin)

VERSE 3

There was a man named Michael Finnigin,
He went fishing with a pinigin,
Caught a fish but dropped it inigin,
Poor old Michael Finnigin. (Beginigin)

VERSE 4

There was a man named Michael Finnigin,
Climbed a tree and barked his shinigin,
Took off several yards of skinigin,
Poor old Michael Finnigin. (Beginigin)

VERSE 5

There was a man named Michael Finnigin,
He grew fat and he grew thinigin,
Then he died, and had to beginigin,
Poor old Michael Finnigin. (Beginigin)
Жанр: Ирландские
Тип гармошки: Блюзовая
Сложность: Для начинающих
Ключ гармошки: G

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