A Little Bit Of Heaven - John McCormack

Have you ever heard the story

Of how Ireland got its name.

I’ll tell you so you’ll understand

Of whence dear Ireland came

No wonder why we’re proud of that

Dear land across the sea.

For here’s the way my dear old mother

Told the tale to me.

Sure a little bit of heaven fell

From out the sky one day,

And it nestled in 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,

It’s 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.

It’s a dear old land of fairies

And of wondrous wishing wells

And nothing else on God’s good earth

No wonder how the angels.

the shamrock.

It’s a little bit of heaven

And I love it more and more,

Sure a little bit of heaven fell

From out the sky one day

And nestled in 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,

It’s 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.