Karaoké Toora Loora Lay Celtic Thunder

I woke up on a Sunday mornin' tired eyes to greet the day

A rucksack full of expectations up on dreary Langdon Way

A train awaitin' on the platform

The diesel hummin' high

A one-way ticket stamped for freedom

Time for just one last goodbye

Toora loora lay

I'm on my way

Makin' New York City

San Francisco, Botany Bay

I've been prayin'

I've been waitin' mister for this fateful day

Toora loora lay

Took passage on the early water

Waved the mainland sweet goodbye

Lit a cigarette above on top deck

Watched the seagulls soar the sky

I woke up to the sound of laughter and strangers passin' by

Stepped upon the land of dreams and had myself a smile

Toora loora lay

I'm on my way

Makin' New York City

San Francisco, Botany Bay

I've been prayin'

I've been waitin' mister for this fateful day

Toora loora lay

Met a sham from Cloggy Gingerbread on a New York City street

He was askin' if I'd seen the Hurling and how the hell we'd meet at a bar in Queens

He knew a man that came from my hometown then he borrowed twenty dollars 'till his payday came along

Toora loora lay

I'm on my way

Makin' New York City

San Francisco, Botany Bay

I've been prayin'

I've been waitin' mister for this fateful day

Toora loora lay

Got some work by Sydney Harbor with a firm from Antrim Town

We were diggin' up the pavin' stone

Layin' concrete pipin' down

Found a place upon the hill for pints where they said you'd have the craic

They were singin' Toora Loora Lay

Sayin' we're never goin' back

Toora loora lay

I'm on my way

Makin' New York City

San Francisco, Botany Bay

I've been prayin'

I've been waitin' mister for this fateful day

Toora loora lay

I'm on my way

Makin' New York City

San Francisco, Botany Bay

I've been prayin'

I've been waitin' mister for this fateful day

Toora loora lay