Check me out trying to get pictures of it for you. First I tried with my phone in the sunlit window – but you won’t be seeing those (showed every bag, wrinkle, pore & mustache hair, yikes!) Then I went to the old teenage standby…the bathroom mirror.
I know…oh boy…it’s “just a hint”, but I am a middle-aged lady you know! Oh, and yes {gasp} I’m wearing blue eyeliner {such a risk-taker I am}. By the way, speaking of the song “When Irish Eyes are Smiling”, I was singing it in my head and realized it’s quite the happy little song. Take a listen if you like.
Music by Ernest R. Ball
Lyrics by Chauncey Olcott and George Graff, Jr.
Lyrics by Chauncey Olcott and George Graff, Jr.
There's a tear in your eye,
and I'm wondering why,
For it never should be there at all.
With such power in your smile,
sure a stone you'd beguile,
So there's never a teardrop should fall.
When your sweet lilting laughter's like some fairy song,
And your eyes twinkle bright as can be,
You should laugh all the while and all other times smile,
And now smile a smile for me.
Chorus:
When Irish eyes are smiling,
Sure it's like a morning spring.
In the lilt 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.
When Irish eyes are smiling,
Sure it's like a morning spring.
In the lilt 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.
For your smile is a part
of the love in your heart
And it makes even sunshine more bright
Like the linnet’s sweet song, crooning all the day long
Comes your laughter so tender and light
For the spring-time of life is the sweetest of all
There is ne’er a real care or regret
And while spring-time is ours,
throughout all of youth’s hours
Let us smile each chance that we get.
Hope you had a Happy St. Patrick’s Day!