Here we are amongst you, And we're here because we're here We're only one year older Than were this time last year A-Ah Toor-A-Ah, Toor-A-Ah, Me rightful Toor-A-Ah Rum da dum, for didl-ly-um on my Toor-A-Ah-A-Ah The more a man has, the more a man wants This, I don't think true I've never met a man with a naggin' wife Who wished that he had two A-Ah Toor-A-Ah, Toor-A-Ah, Me rightful Toor-A-Ah Rum da dum, for didl-ly-um on my Toor-A-Ah-A-Ah A young Colleen had a husband Oh, but he was good in bed, He went straight to sleep and he never snored And he lay like he was dead A-Ah Toor-A-Ah, Toor-A-Ah, Me rightful Toor-A-Ah Rum da dum, for didl-ly-um on my Toor-A-Ah-A-Ah The farmers wife had children ten And she didn't know what to do While the sailors wife had children none But she knew what to do Toor-A-Ah, Toor-A-Ah, Me rightful Toor-A-Ah Rum da dum, for didl-ly-um on my Toor-A-Ah-A-Ah Toor-A-Ah, Toor-A-Ah, Me rightful Toor-A-Ah Rum da dum, for didl-ly-um on my Toor-A-Ah-A-Ah Well, I've got a girl in Dublin town I've one in Belfast too But I never tell the Dublin girl What the Belfast girl can do Toor-A-Ah, Toor-A-Ah, Me rightful Toor-A-Ah Rum da dum, for didl-ly-um on my Toor-A-Ah-A-Ah Whiskey's fine on a winter's night If you ask me what I think But I like beer For I think it's more than just a breakfast drink Toor-A-Ah, Toor-A-Ah, Me rightful Toor-A-Ah Rum da dum, for didl-ly-um on my Toor-A-Ah-A-Ah So now our story's over And our song is at an end But if you buy us a pint of stouch, We'll sing it all again A-Ah Toor-A-Ah, Toor-A-Ah, Me rightful Toor-A-Ah Rum da dum, for didl-ly-um on my Toor-A-Ah-A-Ah (2x)