They wear green and they are beautiful
And their hearts are filled with love
Theyre as pure as any lily
And as gentle as the dove
Theyll sing and cheer in harmony
Til their throats are cracked and sore
But there is no doubt youll hear them shout
When Jackies heroes score
Too-ra-loo too-ra-loo
Too-ra-loo too-ra-loo
And well follow Jacks heroes whatever they do
Theyll come from Dublin and from Cork
From dear old Donegal
From London, Boston and New York
From anywhere at all
From Parramatta to Fermoy
Strabane to Skibereen
And will the shout go up when the World Cup
Is raised on Stephens Green yes, it will
Too-ra-loo too-ra-loo
Too-ra-loo too-ra-loo
And well follow Jacks heroes whatever they do
Too-ra-loo too-ra-loo
Too-ra-loo too-ra-loo
And well follow Jacks heroes whatever they do
Too-ra-loo too-ra-loo
Too-ra-loo too-ra-loo
And well follow Jacks heroes whatever they do
And when were there in Italy
On Sardinias sunny shore
Well be the boys you want to see
The boys youll all adore
Well play like perfect gentlemen
To win, to lose, to draw
For were here to take the World Cup
To Paddys Shamrock Shore
Too-ra-loo too-ra-loo
Too-ra-loo too-ra-loo
And well follow Jacks heroes whatever they do
Too-ra-loo too-ra-loo
Too-ra-loo too-ra-loo
And well follow Jacks heroes whatever they do
Too-ra-loo too-ra-loo
Too-ra-loo too-ra-loo
And well follow Jacks heroes whatever they do
Too-ra-loo too-ra-loo
Too-ra-loo too-ra-loo
And well follow Jacks heroes whatever they do
Too-ra-loo too-ra-loo
Too-ra-loo too-ra-loo
And well follow Jacks heroes whatever they do
Too-ra-loo too-ra-loo
Too-ra-loo too-ra-loo
And well follow-