Verse 1:
- There’s a tear in your eye and I’m wondering why,
- For it never should be there at all;
- With such pow’r in your smile, sure a stone you’d beguile,
- So there’s never a tear-drop should fall;
- When your sweet lilting laughter’s like some fairy song,
- And your eyes twinkle bright as can be;
- You should laugh all the while and all other times, smile,
- And now smile a smile for me.
Chorus:
- 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 steal your heart away.
Verse 2:
- For your 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 spring-time of life is the sweetest of all,
- There is ne’er a real care or regret;
- And while spring-time is ours throughout all of youth’s hours,
- Let us smile each chance we get.
(Chorus)