The landscape of an Irish heart
Is wild and strong and free
It’s brave and proud
And laughs right out loud
And is not as green as it seems
You can drink like the Irish
And dance like the Irish
And laugh with your eyes full of joy
But none can love with all of his heart
Like my Dublin boy
The stories of an Irish heart
Are long and misted with tears
They’re covered in blood
And sung at the pub
For nigh on hundreds of years
You can drink like the Irish
And dance like the Irish
And laugh with your eyes full of joy
But none can love with all of his heart
Like my Dublin boy
The roaming of an Irish heart
Will carry far and wide
With a yearning for home
And sorrow in song
Longing for the Green Isle
You can drink like the Irish
And dance like the Irish
And laugh with your eyes full of joy
But none can love with all of his heart
Like my Dublin boy