I've a sense of something different
Something in the air
Could it be that Mr. Marshal
Smile at Ms. Ordeal
Something in the air
Could it be that Mr. Marshal
Smile at Ms. Ordeal
Come on Irene, you're behaving
Like a silly romantic schoolgirl
So your meekness to Marshal
That doesn't mean he
Like a silly romantic schoolgirl
So your meekness to Marshal
That doesn't mean he
But it's there, yes it's there
I can feel there's something different
In the air
I can feel there's something different
In the air
Could it be perhaps because I'm Irish
Not today I'm feeling happy and free
Maybe somewhere in the sky
I will sing and standing by
If that's the case
I'm giving thanks to him
For watching over me
Not today I'm feeling happy and free
Maybe somewhere in the sky
I will sing and standing by
If that's the case
I'm giving thanks to him
For watching over me
Or could be perhaps
because my mother
Came from you know where
Over the sea
because my mother
Came from you know where
Over the sea
I can feel the sun is shining
And I'm starting on my way
Walking through a field
Of poorly clover everyday
Without an answer superstition
I am captain to say
And I'm starting on my way
Walking through a field
Of poorly clover everyday
Without an answer superstition
I am captain to say
I'm an Irish girl
and a lucky girl
And an Irish girl
is what I'm lucky to be
I'm a lucky girl!
and a lucky girl
And an Irish girl
is what I'm lucky to be
I'm a lucky girl!
Could it be perhaps
Because she's Irish
That Irene's a girl
That fellows prefer
And be somewhere in the sky
There's a saint for standing by
If that's the case
We're tipping our hats to him
For keeping our lie in a hat
Because she's Irish
That Irene's a girl
That fellows prefer
And be somewhere in the sky
There's a saint for standing by
If that's the case
We're tipping our hats to him
For keeping our lie in a hat
Could it be perhaps
because her mother
Came from you know where
Over the sea
And she's seen our guy's a smiling at
She's started on her way
Walking through a field of clover
Chevrons everyday
The boys are holding
Xanadu of more than happy to say
because her mother
Came from you know where
Over the sea
And she's seen our guy's a smiling at
She's started on her way
Walking through a field of clover
Chevrons everyday
The boys are holding
Xanadu of more than happy to say
She's an Irish girl
she's a lucky girl
For an Irish girl
is what she's lucky to be
she's a lucky girl
For an Irish girl
is what she's lucky to be
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AboutAlbum - Irene [2011]
Source – (From the 1973 Broadway Play "Irene")
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Source – (From the 1973 Broadway Play "Irene")
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