Toora loora loora la, toora loora loora la
Toora loora loora la give the child a jar of porter
Toora loora loora la, toora loora loora la
Toora loora loora la give the child a jar of porter
If you want your child to grow, your child to grow
If you want your child to grow, give him a jar of
Porter
Toora loora loora la, toora loora loora la
Toora loora loora la give the child a jar of porter
When I was young and cradle cake
No drop of milk now would I take
Me father up and had his spake
"Give the child a jar of porter"
Toora loora loora la, toora loora loora la
Toora loora loora la give the child a jar of porter
And when I'm dead and in my grave
I hope for me a prayer you'll say
And as you're passing by that you'll
Throw in a jar of porter
Toora loora loora la, toora loora loora la
Toora loora loora la give the child a jar of porter
And when I reach the golden gates
I hope I'll not have long to wait
I'll call Saint Peter aside and say
"Brought you a jar of porter"
Toora loora loora la, toora loora loora la
Toora loora loora la give the child a jar of porter
