This is an adaptation of the folk song "When Irish Eyes Are Smiling" (original lyrics by Chauncey Olcott and George Graff Jr.).
There's a tear in your eye,
And I'm wondering why,
For it never should be there at all.
With such pow'r in your smile,
Sure a stone you'd beguile,
So there's never a teardrop should fall.
When your sweet lilting laughter's
Like some fairy song,
And your eyes twinkle bright as can be;
You should laugh all the while
And all other times smile,
And now, smile a smile for me.
When Iva's eyes are smiling,
Sure, 'tis like the morn in Spring.
In the lilt of Iva's laughter
You can hear the angels sing.
When Iva's heart is happy,
All the world seems bright and gay.
And when Iva's eyes are smiling,
She'll be sure to win today.
For your smile is a part
Of the love in your heart,
And it makes even sunshine more bright.
Like the linnet's sweet song,
Crooning all the day long,
Comes your laughter and light.
For the springtime of life
Is the sweetest of all
There is ne'er a real care or regret;
And while springtime is ours
Throughout all of youth's hours,
Let us smile each chance we get.
When Iva's eyes are smiling,
Sure, 'tis like the morn in Spring.
In the lilt of Iva's laughter
You can hear the angels sing.
When Iva's heart is happy,
All the world seems bright and gay.
And when Iva's eyes are smiling,
She'll be sure to win today.