a pretty spot in Ireland,
I always claim for my land,
Where the fairies and the blarney
It's the land of the Shilena,
me heart goes back there dearly,
To the girl I left behind me,
when we kissed an d said goodbye.
Where dear old Shannon's flowing,
where the three -leaved shamrocks
Where my heart is, I am go ing
And the moment that I meet her
With a hug and kiss I'll greet her
For there's not a colour sweeter
Sure, no letter I'll be mailin',
for soon will I be sailin',
and I'll bless the ship that takes me
to my dear old errant shore.
There I'll settle down forever,
I'll leave the old fob never,
and I'll whisper to my sweetheart,
come and take me nimbus shore.
Where dear old Shannon's glowing,
where the three -leaved shamrock grow,
where me heart is, I am going
And the moment that I meet her,
with a hug and kiss, I'll greet her,
for there's not a colleen sweeter
where the rigor and chanon
