Sure it's like a morning spring
In the lift 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
May the wind be at your back.
May the sun shine warm
Upon your face;
The rain fall soft
Upon your fields
And, until we meet again,
May God hold you
In the palm of His hand.
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