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too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa
Too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa
Too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa, all foreign wars i do proclaim
Would you like to make a soldier out of your son ted, too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa Mrs., and in their place two wooden pegs
Too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa, too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa
Too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa
too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa
too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa
she kissed him a dozen times or two
Too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa, too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa
too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa
too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa
The sargent said, too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa, too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa
she spied a ship come into the bay
too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa
Too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa, than the king of france and his whole navy, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa
Then came ted without any legs, the sargent said
And after seven years or more, now were ye drunk or were ye blind
Too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa
too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa
Too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa, when i left my two fine legs behind
why didn t ye run from the cannonball?
Tore my two fine legs away, between don john and the king of spain
Is he living or is he dead?, would you like to make a soldier out of your son ted
too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa
Too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa, where have ye been, all foreign wars i do proclaim
Too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa
Too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa, mrs mcgrath lived on the shore
Too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa, then came ted without any legs, too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa
mrs mcgrath lived on the shore
You been sailing the mediterranean, she spied a ship come into the bay
Your two fine legs were yer mother s pride, too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa
too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa
Have you news of my son ted, too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa
have you news of my son ted
where have ye been
Too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa, o captain dear
where have ye been
Too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa, between don john and the king of spain
Why didn t ye run from the cannonball?, tore my two fine legs away, too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa
Now were ye drunk or were ye blind, than the king of france and his whole navy Springsteen, too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa
Stumps of a tree won t do at all, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa
Too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa, too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa, too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa
She spied a ship come into the bay, where have ye been
too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa
Too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa
your two fine legs were yer mother s pride
Too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa, than the king of france and his whole navy Bruce, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa
She kissed him a dozen times or two, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa Bruce, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa
Where have ye been, where have ye been, too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa
Mrs mcgrath lived on the shore, why didn t ye run from the cannonball?, too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa
She kissed him a dozen times or two, too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa, too-ri-aa fol-ded-dle-di-aa
too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa
now were ye drunk or were ye blind