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.
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.