Interprété par les CELTIC THUNDER X

I woke upon a Sunday morning
Tired eyes to greet the day
A rucksack full of expectations
Up on dreary Langton way

The train awaiting on the plarform
The diesel humming high
A one way ticket stamped for freedom
Time for just one last goodbye

Toora loora lay
I’m on my way
Make it New-York City
San Francisco, Botany Bay
I’ve been praying I’ve been waiting mister
For this faithful day
Toora loora lay

Took passage on the early water
Waved the mainland sweet goodbye
Lit a cigarette above on topdeck
Watched the seagulls sar the sky

I woke up to the sound of laughter
And the stranger passing by
Stepped upon the land of dreams
And had myself a smile

Toora loora lay
I’m on my way
Make it New-York City
San Francisco, Botany Bay
I’ve been praying I’ve been waiting mister
For this faithful day
Toora loora lay

Met a sham from blarney, ginger red
On a New York City street
He was asking if I’d seen the hurling
At a bar in Queens
He knew a man that came from my hometown
Then he borrowed twenty dollars
Till his pay day came around

Toora loora lay
I’m on my way
Make it New-York City
San Francisco, Botany Bay
I’ve been praying I’ve been waiting mister
For this faithful day
Toora loora lay

I got some work by Sydney Harbour
with a firm from Antrim town
We were digging up the paving stones
Laying concrete piping down

Found a place up on the hill for pints
Where they said you’d have the craic
They wrer singing toora loora lay
Saying we’re never going back

Toora loora lay
I’m on my way
Make it New-York City
San Francisco, Botany Bay
I’ve been praying I’ve been waiting mister
For this faithful day
Toora loora lay

Toora loora lay
I’m on my way
Make it New-York City
San Francisco, Botany Bay
I’ve been praying I’ve been waiting mister
For this faithful day
Toora loora lay