There's a tear in your eye and I'm wondering why
For it never should be there at all
With such power in your smile sure a stone you'd beguile
So there's never a teardrop should fall
When Irish eyes are smiling sure it's like the morn in spring
In the lilt of Irish laughter you can hear the angels sing
When Irish hearts are happy all the world seems bright and gay
And when Irish eyes are smiling sure they steal your heart away
(When Irish hearts are happy all the world seems bright and gay)
And when Irish eyes are smiling sure they steal your heart away
