Toora loora loora la, toora loora loora la Toora loora loora la, give the child a jar of porter Toora loora loora la, toora loora loora la Sing toora loora loora la, give the child a jar of porter If you want your child to grow, your child to grow, your child to grow If you want your child to grow, give 'im a jar of porter Sing toora loora loora la, toora loora loora la Sing toora loora loora la, give 'im a jar of porter When I was young and cradle cake, no drop of milk now would I take Me father up, then had his spake, "Give the child a jar of porter" Sing toora loora loora la, toora loora loora la; Sing toora loora loora la, give the child a jar of porter When I am dead and in my grave, I hope for me a prayer you'll say And as you're passing by that you'll throw in a jar of porter Toora loora loora la, toora loora loora la Sing toora loora loora la, throw in a jar of porter Sad verse And when I reach the golden gates, I hope I'll not have long to wait I'll call Saint Peter aside and say "Brought yup a jar of porter" Sing toora loora loora la, toora loora loora la Sing toora loora loora la, brought yup a jar of porter Toora loora loora la, toora loora loora la Toora loora loora la, de à criança um jarro de porter Toora loora loora la, toora loora loora la Cante toora loora loora la, de à criança um jarro de porter Se você quer que seu filho cresça, seu filho cresça. Se você quer que seu filho cresça, me dê um jarro de porter. Cante toora loora loora la, toora loora loora la Cante toora loora loora la, me dê um jarro de porter Quando eu era jovem e embalava bolos, nenhuma gota de leite agora eu deveria tomar Meu pai de pé, então teve o seu falar "de à criança um jarro de porter" Cante toora loora loora la, toora loora loora la Cante toora loora loora la, de à criança um jarro de porter Quando eu morrer e em minha sepultura, eu espero para mim que você faça uma oração E como você está passando jogue um jarro de porter Toora loora loora la, toora loora loora la Cante toora loora loora la, jogue um jarro de porter Verso triste E quando eu alcançar os portões de ouro, eu espero que eu não tenha que esperar muito Vou chamar são pedro em um canto e direi "traga-me um jarro de porter" Cante toora loora loora la, toora loora loora la Cante toora loora loora la, traga-me um jarro de porter