Too Ra Loor Ra Loo Ral
Over in Killarney / Many years ago,
Me Mither sang a song to me / In tones so sweet and low.
Just a simple little ditty, / In her good ould Irish way,
And I’d give the world if she could sing / That song to me this day.
“Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Too-ra-loo-ra-li, / Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral,
hush now, don’t you cry!
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Too-ra-loo-ra-li, / Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral,
that’s an Irish lullaby.”
Oft in dreams I wander / To that cot again,
I feel her arms a-huggin’ me / As when she held me then.
And I hear her voice a-hummin’ / To me as in days of yore,
When she used to rock me fast asleep / Outside the cabin door.