The Top o' the Mornin'

The top o' the mornin' to you, my dear,

The top o' the mornin' to you!

Did ye iver see air so fresh and clear?

Did ye iver see skies so blue?

You're lookin' so wonderful fine, today,

I'll be wild if ye go

I'll be wild if ye shtay,

But me tongue does-n't tell what me heart wants to say,

So I'll wish ye the top o' the morn in'.

The top o' the mornin' to you, my dear,

The top o' the mornin' to you!

There are chimes in the air that I love_ to hear,

And I want ye to hear them too

They're playin' a weddin' tune there's no doubt,

And I know that ye know what I'm thinkin' about,

But I'm shtandin' here dumb, if ye won't help me out,

So I'll wish ye the top o' the morn in'.