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...