Ireland must be Heaven, for an angel came from there, I never knew a living soul one half as sweet or fair, For her eyes are like the starlight, and the white clouds match her hair, Sure Ireland must be Heaven, for my mother came from there.
Ireland must be Heaven, for an angel came from there, I never knew a living soul one half as sweet or fair, For her eyes are like the starlight, and the white clouds match her hair, Sure Ireland must be Heaven, for my mother came from there.