When Irish eyes are smiling sure it's like a morning 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 eyes are smiling sure it's like a morning spring)

Honey you know the springtime of life is the sweetest of all

There is never a real care or regret

And while springtime is ours throughout all youth hours

Let us smile each chance we get

When Irish hearts are happy...