Oh, I've never seen old Ireland o'er the ocean, Tho' I've wished for the chance to greet it. In my mind I've always had a crazy notion, That I'd know a bit of Irish when I meet it. Did your mother come from Ireland, 'Cos there's something in you Irish? Will you tell me where you get those Irish eyes? And before she left Killarney, did your mother kiss the Blarney? 'Cos your little touch of brogue you can't disguise Oh, I wouldn't be romancin', I can almost see you dancin', While the Kerry pipers play. Shure! And maybe we'll be sharing in the shamrock you'll be wearing On the next Saint Patrick's Day. Did your mother come from Ireland, 'Cos there's something in you Irish? And that bit of Irish steals my heart away. And that bit of Irish steals my heart away.