Jack's Heroes

They wear green and they are beautiful And their hearts are filled with love They're as pure as any lily And as gentle as the dove They'll 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 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 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 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-