When You Wore a Tulip

When I walk when I talk

It's the Irish in me

Makes me walk makes me talk

With a difference you see

It's a touch of the blarney I own

There's part of my heart

That is Ireland's alone

When I smile I beguile

And I don't have to try

For they all seem to fall

For the gleam in my eye

Sure St. Patrick himself would agree

That it must be the Irish in me

When I walk when I talk

It's the Irish in me

Makes me walk makes me talk

With a difference you see

It's a touch of the blarney I own

There's part of my heart

That is Ireland's alone

When I smile I beguile

And I don't have to try

For they all seem to fall

For the gleam in my eye

Sure St. Patrick himself would agree

That it must be the Irish in me

Sure it must be the Irish in me