SURE SHE'S IRISH Sure she's I-rish, tis no won-der at all. All the fel-las should fall For the col-leen, with the smile in her eyes. Sure she's I-rish and as bright as the May So the fel-las all say as a bird of Par-a-dice. She's a beau-ti-ful one, She's a won-der-ful one For who could be swee-ter than de-vil of one Sure she's I-rish, she's the bell of ball, she's the Star of them all, With her live-ly I-rish eyes. She's the one all the vi-ols ad-mire, and her Eyes are as blue as can be, and in Case you should wish to in-quire. There's no pret-ti-er col-leen than she. Sure she's I-rish, tis no wonder at all. All the fel-las should fall For the col-leen, with the smile in her eyes. Sure She's I-rish and as bright as the May So the fel-las all say as a bird of par-a-dice. She's a beau-ti-ful one, She's a won-der-ful one. For who could be swee-ter than de-vil of one. Sure she's I-rish. She's the bell of the ball, She's the star of them all, With her live-ly I-rish eyes.