When I Dream Of Old Erin (I'm Dreaming Of You)
Composer(s): Marvin Lee; Leo Friedman



When the nightingale's singing its sweet melodies
And the scent of the flowers perfumes the night breeze
Then I dream of my old home far over the sea
By the Lake of Kilarney
Where I long to be
And I see you, it seems, waiting there on the shore
Where together we stray'd in the sweet days of yore 
I am thinking, tonight, of my Colleen so true
When I dream of Old Erin, I'm dreaming of you

I can see the old cottage, just o'er the hill there
'Tis those fond recollections bring happiness rare 
Sure the lassie I love with a heart that is true
She is waiting for someone
While someone waits too
And my love's growing stronger each day, more and more
'Tis the same old love story that's told o'er and o'er 
So, -cush-la my Colleen, it seems that you knew
When I dream of Old Erin, I'm dreaming of you

When I dream of old Erin I'm dreaming of you 
With your sweet, roguish smile and your true eyes of blue
For my love, like the Shamrock, each day stronger grew
When I dream of Old Erin, I'm dreaming of you