Cedarmont Kids

Cedarmont Kids - Michael Finnigan lyrics

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There was an old man named Michael Finnigin,

He had whiskerson his chin-i-gin.

The wind blew them off and they grew in again,

Poor old Michael Finnigin! Begin again.



There was an old man named Michael Finnigin,

He went fishing with a pin-i-gin.

Caught a fish, but dropped it in again,

Poor old Michael Finnigin! Begin again.



There was an old man named Michael Finnigin,

Climbed a tree and barked his shin-i-gin.

Took off several yards of skin-i-gin,

Poor old Michael Finnigin! Begin again.



There was an old man named Michael Finnigin,

He grew fat and then grew thin-i-gin.

When he did he had to begin-i-gin,

Poor old Michael Finnigin! The end-i-gin.
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