May your blessings outnumber the shamrocks that grow and may trouble avoid you wherever you go!
When Irish eyes are smiling,
Tis like a morn in spring.
With a lilt of Irish laughter
You can hear the angels sing
When Irish hearts are happy
All the world is bright and gay
When Irish eyes are smiling
Sure, they steal your heart away.
May the best day of your past
Be the worst day of your future.
Dance as if no one were watching,
Sing as if no one were listening,
And live every day as if it were your last.
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