Little Bit of Heaven [Shure They Call It Ireland]

                                  There's a dear old land of leprechauns

And wondrous wishing wells

And nowhere else on God's green Earth

There be such lakes and dells



No wonder that the angels love

That shamrock covered shore

It draws my heart home again

And I love it more and more



Have you ever heard the story of

How Ireland got its name

Well, I'll tell you so you'll understand

From whence old Ireland came



No wonder that I love

That dear old land across the sea

For here's the way my dear old Father

Told the tale to me



Sure, a little bit of heaven fell

From out the sky one day

And it nestled on the ocean

In a spot so far away



And when the angels found it

Sure, it looked so sweet and fair

They said, "Suppose we leave it

For it looks so peaceful there"



So they sprinkled it with stardust

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

Sure, they called it Ireland!