Irish Heart (Live)

At only the age of seven, with a fiddle in his hand

My great grandfather, Sean, had to leave his homeland

He swore that he'd return, no matter the cost

But the times stayed rough, and his dreams got lost

At fourteen he got ill, could no longer walk

The doctors tried to help, all they did was just talk

But something deep inside him just wouldn't give up

Until he became a tap dancer

Can you feel my Irish heart?

Can you feel my Irish heart?

Beatin', beatin'

Can you feel my Irish heart?

Can you feel my Irish heart?

Beatin', beatin'

So like my late father, and his fathers before

I'm proud to say I'm Irish, down to the core

And even though I've lived mostly astray

The song, the dance, the humor, it just won't go away

And if you'd say I'm ugly, well, you would be right

But you would want me with you if you got in a fight

I've finally returned, for myself and little Sean

To the country with the biggest heart

Can you feel my Irish heart?

Can you feel my Irish heart?

Beatin', beatin'

Can you feel my Irish heart?

Can you feel my Irish heart?

Beatin', beatin'

Can you feel my Irish heart?

Can you feel my Irish heart?

Beatin'

Can you feel my Irish heart?

Can you feel my Irish heart?

Beatin', beatin'

Can you feel my Irish heart?

Can you feel my Irish heart?

Beatin', beatin'

Can you feel, can you feel my heart beatin'?

Can you feel, can you feel my heart beatin'?