Over in Killarney, many years ago,
Me Mother sang a song to me in tones so sweet and low.
Just a simple little ditty, in her good old Irish way.
And I’d give the world if she could sing that song to me this day.
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ra, Too-ra-loo-ra-li.
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ra, Hush now don’t you cry!
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ra, Too-ra-loo-ra-li.
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ra, That’s an Irish lullaby.