Текст песни Michael Finnegan - Juice Music
There was an old man
named Michael Finnigan
He had whiskers on his chin-a-gen,
Up come the wind
and blew then in again,
Poor old Michael Finnigan.
Begin again.
There was an old man
named Michael Finnigan
He had whiskers on his chin-a-gen,
Up come the wind
and blew then in again,
Poor old Michael Finnigan.
Begin again.
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