. . . Shure They Call It Ireland; a 1914 popular song.
Words by J. Keirn Brennan.
Music by Ernest R. Ball.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment from a player piano roll:
Lyrics
Have you ever heard the story
Of how Ireland got its name?
I’ll tell you so you’ll understand
From whence old Ireland came
No wonder that we’re proud
Of that dear land across the sea
For here’s the way me dear old mother
Told the tale to me
Shure, a little bit of Heaven
Fell from out the sky one day
And nestled on the ocean
In a spot so far away
And when the angels found it
Shure it looked so sweet and fair
They said “Suppose we leave it
For it looks so peaceful there”
So they sprinkled it with star dust
Just to make the shamrocks grow
‘Tis the only place you’ll find them
No matter where you go
Then they dotted it with silver
To make its lakes so grand
And when they had it finished
Shure they called it Ireland
‘Tis a dear old land of fairies
And of wond’rous wishing wells
And no where else on God’s green earth
Have they such lakes and dells
No wonder that the angels
Loved its Shamrock-bordered shore
‘Tis a little bit of Heaven
And I love it more and more
Sung here by Fred Feild: