"Jack's Heroes" lyrics

They wear green and they are beautiful, their hearts are filled with love
They're as pure as any lily and as gentle as the dove
They sing and cheer in harmony 'til their throats are cracked and sore
But there is no doubt you'll hear them shout when Jackie's heroes score

Too-ra-loo, too-ra-loo
Too-ra-loo, too-ra-loo
And we'll follow Jack's heroes, whatever they do

They'll 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 we'll follow Jack's heroes, whatever they do

Too-ra-loo, too-ra-loo
Too-ra-loo, too-ra-loo
And we'll follow Jack's heroes, whatever they do

And when we're there in Italy on Sardinia's sunny shore
We'll be the boys you'll want to see, the boys you'll all adore
We'll play like perfect gentlemen to win, to lose, to draw
For we're here to take the World Cup to Paddy's shamrock shore

Too-ra-loo, too-ra-loo
Too-ra-loo, too-ra-loo
And we'll follow Jack's heroes, whatever they do

Too-ra-loo, too-ra-loo
Too-ra-loo, too-ra-loo
And we'll follow Jack's heroes, whatever they do

Too-ra-loo, too-ra-loo
Too-ra-loo, too-ra-loo
And we'll follow Jack's heroes, whatever they do