Toora Loora Lay

D D I woke upon a Sunday morning G Tired eyes to great the day D A rucksack full of expectations G Up on dreary Langton Way A The train awaiting on the platform G The diesel humming high A A one way ticket stamped for freedom G Time for just one last goodbye D Toora loora lay Em I'm on my way F#m G Make it New York City, San Francisco, Botany Bay A I've been praying I've been waiting mister G For this faithful day D Toora loora lay D Took passage on the early water G Waved the mainland sweet goodbye D Lit a cigarettte above on top deck' G Watched the seagulls soar the sky A I woke up to the sound of laughter G And the strangers passing by A Stepped upon the land of dreams G and had myself a smile D Toora loora lay Em I'm on my way F#m G Make it New York City, San Francisco, Botany Bay A I've been praying I've been waiting mister G For this faithful day D Toora loora lay D Met a sham from Blarney, ginger red G On a New York City street D He was asking if I'd seen the hurling G And how the hell we'd meet A At a bar in Queens G he knew a man that came from my hometown A Then he borrowed twenty dollars G Till his pay day came around D Toora loora lay Em I'm on my way F#m G Make it New York City, San Francisco, Botany Bay A I've been praying I've been waiting mister G For this faithful day D Toora loora lay D I got some work by Sydney Harbour G With a firm from Antrim town D We were digging up the paving stones G Laying concrete piping down A Found a place up on the hill for pints G Where they said you'd have to craic A They were singing toora looralay G Saying we're never going back D Toora loora lay Em I'm on my way F#m G Make it New York City, San Francisco, Botany Bay A I've been praying I've been waiting mister G For this faithful day D Toora loora lay D Toora loora lay Em I'm on my way F#m G Make it New York City, San Francisco, Botany Bay A I've been praying I've been waiting mister G For this faithful day D Toora loora lay