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
All the world seems bright and gay
And when Irish eyes are smiling
Sure they steal your heart away...