A Little Bit Of Heaven (Shure, They Called It Ireland) Composer(s): Ernest R. Ball - Jacob Keirn Brennan Performer(s): Chauncey Olcott and multiple other artists
There's a dear old land of leprechauns And wondrous wishing wells And nowhere else on God's green Earth There be such lakes and dells
No wonder that the angels love That shamrock covered shore It draws my heart home again And I love it more and more
Have you ever heard the story of How Ireland got its name Well, I'll tell you so you'll understand From whence old Ireland came
No wonder that I love That dear old land across the sea For here's the way my dear old Father Told the tale to me.....
Shure, a little bit of heaven fell From out the sky one day And it nestled on the ocean In a spot so far away
And when the angels found it Shure, it looked so sweet and fair They said, "Suppose we leave it For it looks so peaceful there"
So they sprinkled it with stardust Just to make the shamrocks grow `Tis the only place you'll find them No matter where you go
Then they dotted it with silver To make its lakes so grand And when they had it finished Shure, they called it Ireland!
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