Molly dear, now did you hear

The news that's goin' round?

Down in a corner of my heart

A loving spot you've found

And every time I look into your Irish eyes so blue

They seem to whisper "Darlin' boy,

My love is all for you"



Oh Molly, my Irish Molly

My sweet a-cushla dear

I'm fairly off my trolly

My Irish Molly when you are near

Spring time, you know is ring time

Come dear now don't be slow

Change your name, go out with game

Begorra wouldn't I do the same

My Irish Molly O!



It's a long way to Tipperary

It's a long way to go

It's a long way to Tipperary

To the sweetest girl I know

Goodbye Piccadilly, farewell Leicester Square

It's a long long way to Tipperary

But my heart lies there



Eileen Og, an' that the darlin's name is

Through the barony

Her features they were famous

If we loved her, who is there to blame us

For wasn't she the Pride of Petravore?

But her beauty made us all so shy

Not a man could look her in the eye

Boys, oh boys! Sure that's the reason why

We're in mournin' for the Pride of Petravore



Eileen Og! Me heart is growin' grey

Ever since the day you wandered far away

Eileen Og! There's good fish in the sea

But there's none like the Pride of Petravore



It's a great day for the Irish

It's a great day for a fair

The sidewalks of New York are filled with blarney

For sure you'd think New York was old Killarney

It's a great day for the shamrock

All the flags in full array

And as we go a-swingin'

Every Irish heart is singin'

It's a great, great day



And as we go a-swingin'

Every Irish heart is singin'

It's a great, great day