The Singalongasong Band - Michael Finnegan Lyrics

I know an old man named Michael Finnigan
He grew whiskers on his chin-igan
The wind came out and blew them in again
Poor old Michael Finnigan, begin again

I know an old man named Michael Finnigan
He went fishing with a pinnigan
He caught a fish and dropped it in again
Poor old Michael Finnigan

I know an old man named Michael Finnigan
Climbed a tree and barked his shin again
Stepped back down and scraped his skin again
Poor old Michael Finnegan begin again
Poor old Michael Finnegan

I know an old man named Michael Finnigan
He kicked up an awful dinnegann
Because they said he must not sing again
Poor old Michael Finnegan begin again

I know an old man named Michael Finnigan
He got fat and then grew thin again
Then he died and had to begin again
Poor old Michael Finnegan begin again
Poor old Michael Finnegan begin again
Poor old Michael Finnegan