Irish Songs "If We Only Had Old Ireland Over Here"

IF WE ONLY HAD OLD IRELAND OVER HERE
	I was dreaming of old Ireland and Killarney's lakes and dells, I was dreaming of the shamrock and the dear old Shandon bells, When my memory suggested in a vision bright and clear , All the strange things that could happen if we had old Ireland here. If the Blarney Stone stood out on Sydney Harbour, And Dublin Town to Melbourne came to stay, If the River Shannon flowed through Brisbane waters, And Killarney's lakes flowed into Botany Bay, If the Shandon Bells rang out in old Freemantle, And County Cork at Adelaide did appear, Ireland's sons would never roam Whey would always stay at home, If we only had old Ireland over here. There are lots of lads and lassies dancing on the village green, There are lots of lovely colleens, the finest ever seen, Where the boys are all called Paddy, and the girls Molly dear, Sure we'd wrap the green flag 'round them if we had old Ireland here.

IF WE ONLY HAD OLD IRELAND OVER HERE

I was dreaming of old Ireland and Killarney's lakes and dells,
I was dreaming of the shamrock and the dear old Shandon bells,
When my memory suggested in a vision bright and clear
, All the strange things that could happen if we had old Ireland here.

If the Blarney Stone stood out on Sydney Harbour,
And Dublin Town to Melbourne came to stay,
If the River Shannon flowed through Brisbane waters,
And Killarney's lakes flowed into Botany Bay,
If the Shandon Bells rang out in old Freemantle,
And County Cork at Adelaide did appear,
Ireland's sons would never roam
Whey would always stay at home,
If we only had old Ireland over here.
There are lots of lads and lassies dancing on the village green,
There are lots of lovely colleens, the finest ever seen,
Where the boys are all called Paddy, and the girls Molly dear,
Sure we'd wrap the green flag 'round them if we had old Ireland here.

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