IF ONLY WE HAD OLD IRELAND OVER HERE

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I was dreaming of old Ireland and Killarneys lakes and fells
I was dreaming of the shamrock and the dear old Shandon Bells
When my memory suggested in vision bright and clear
All the strange things that would happen if we had old Ireland here

If the Blarney Stone stood out on Sidney Harbour
And Dublin town in Melbourne came to stay
If the Shannon river joined the Brisbane Waters
And if Kilarneys lakes flowed into Botany Bay

If the Shandon bells rang out in old Fremantle
And County Cork in Adelaide did appear  
Erins sons would never roam, all the boys would stay at home
If only we had old Ireland over here

There were lots of lovely fairies dancing on the village green
There were lots of lovely coleens, the finest ever seen
And the boys were all called Paddy and the girls called Molly dear
Sure we'd wrap the green flag round them if only we had old Ireland over here.

If the Shanon river joined the Brisbane Waters
And Kilarneys lakes flowed into Botany Bay.
If the Sandon bells rang out in old Fremantle
And County Cork in Adelaide did appear
Erins sons would never roam, all the boys would stay at home
If only we had old Ireland over here
If only we had old Ireland over here