If We Only Has Old Ireland Over Here - Johnny Peters

I was dreaming of old Ireland and Killarney's lakes and dells

I was dreaming of the shamrock and the dear old Shandon bells

When my memory 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 on Sydney harbour

And Dublin town to Melbourne came to stay

If the Shannon River joined the Brisbane Waters

And Killarney's lakes flowed into Botany Bay

If the Shandon bells rang out in old Freemantle

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 fairies dancing on the village green

There were lots of lovely colleens 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 on Sydney harbour

And Dublin town to Melbourne came to stay

If the Shannon River joined the Brisbane Waters

And Killarney's lakes flowed into Botany Bay

If the Shandon bells rang out in old Freemantle

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

If we only had old Ireland over here