When Irish eyes are smiling,
Sure, 'tis 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.
3 comments:
Whoot Whoot! Exciting... Now, come home!!!
maybe you can let the yanceys borrow it, if we put ours back on the market!
YEA!!
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