When Irish Eyes Are Smiling

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There's a [D]tear in your [A]eye,
And I'm [D]wondering [A]why,
For it [D]never should be there at [A]all.
With such [A7]pow'r in your smile,
Sure a [D]stone you'd be[B7]guile,
So there's [E7]never a [E]teardrop should [A]fall[A7].
When your [D]sweet lilting [A]laughter's
Like [D]some fairy [A]song,
And your [D]eyes twinkle bright as can [A]be;
You should [E]laugh all the while
And all [A]other times smile,
And now, [E7]smile a [E]smile for [A]me. [A7]

When [D]Irish [A]eyes are [D]smiling,
sure, 'tis [G]like the morn in [D]Spring.
In the [G]lilt of Irish [D]laughter[B7],
you can [E7]hear the angels [A7]sing.
When [D]Irish [A]hearts are [D7]happy,
all the [G]world seems bright and [D]gay.
And when [G]Irish eyes are [D]smil[B7]ing,
sure, they [E7]steal your [A7]heart a[D]way.[G]  [D]

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 and light.
For the springtime of life
Is the sweetest of all
There is ne'er a real care or regret;
And while springtime is ours
Throughout all of youth's hours,
Let us smile each chance we get.