When Irish Eyes Are Smiling

There's a tear in my eye, and I'm wondering why,
For it never should be there at all,
With such power in your smile
Sure a stone would beguile
And there's never a teardrop should fall.
With your sweet lilting laughter, like some fairy song,
When your eyes twinkle bright as can be,
You can laugh all the while,
And all other times smile,
So then smile a smile for me.
When Irish eyes are smiling sure it's like a 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'd steal your heart away.
For a smile is a part of the love in your heart
And it makes even sunshine more bright,
Like the linnet's sweet song, crooning all the day long
Comes your laughter so tender and light,
For the springtime of life is the sweetest of all,
There's never real care or regret,
So while springtime is ours, throughout all of youth's hours,
Let us smile each chance we get.
When Irish eyes are smiling sure it's like a 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'd steal your heart away.