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Lyrics –

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My mother says I have Irish eyes
Irish eyes, Irish eyes
My mother says I have Irish eyes
They go ever so blue under stormy skies
But they’re never so blue as when I let them cry
My father says I have English hair
English hair, English hair
Brown like the bark of an oak somewhere
Like the bed of a lake where the hemlock grows
Like the thorn in the stem of an English rose
I’m a map of the world and the ones before
One foot in sea and one on shore
Every step, every hope flung high
I’m a map of them all with my Irish eyes
My Nana says I have travelling feet
Travelling feet, travelling feet
Slippers for princesses don’t fit me
But I dance to my own drum, bright and bold
And my travelling feet always get me home
My sister says I’ve a restless soul
Restless soul, restless soul
Easy to catch, but I’m hard to hold
Like a song on the wind that you caught one day
I get under your skin, then I slip away
I’m a map of the world and the ones before
One foot in sea and one on shore
Every step, every hope flung high
I’m a map of them all with my Irish eyes
My mother says I have Irish eyes
Irish eyes, Irish eyes
My mother says I have Irish eyes
They go ever so blue
‘Cause I’m a map of the world and the ones before
One foot in sea and one on shore
Every step, every hope flung high
I’m a map of them all with my Irish eyes

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My 2 cents –

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I have been thinking a lot lately about the women I came from. I remember my great great grandmother on my father’s side. I really enjoyed my great grandmother on both sides. both of them were strong women. One taught me how to play scrabble when I was a toddler and I never once won. lol

I don’t have Irish eyes but I have enough of each one that I am a happy person.