If We Only Had Old Ireland Over Here Lyrics

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 memories suggested in a vision bright and clear,
All the strange things that would happen if we had old Ireland here.
If the Blarney stone stood out in Sidney Harbour,
And Dublin Town to Melbourne came to stay,
If the Shannon River joined the Brisbane Waters,
And Killarneys lakes flowed into Botany Bay,
If the Shandon Bells rang out in old Fremantle,
And County Cork in Adelaide did appear,
Erin's sons would never roam, all the boys would stay at home,
If we only had old Ireland over here.
There are lots of lovely lassies dancin' on the village green,
There are lots of lovely coleens, the finest ever seen,
Where the boys are all called Paddy, and the girls called Molly Dear,
Sure we'd wrap the green flag round them, if we had old Ireland here

If the Blarney stone stood out in Sidney Harbour,
And Dublin Town to Melbourne came to stay,
If the Shannon River joined the Brisbane Waters,
And Killarneys lakes flowed into Botany Bay,
If the Shandon Bells rang out in old Fremantle,
And County Cork in Adelaide did appear,
Erin's sons would never roam, all the boys would stay at home,
If we only had old Ireland over here.