[Ben, spoken]
Bella, listen to this!

[Irish Tenor]
'Tis an old country tune
That I croon
’Neath the moon
For me Mary

And the shamrocks grow green
For this fairest Colleen
For me Mary

[Ben, Irish Tenor, Both]
For my Bella
With your hair all of -
Gold
Brown
Your dress of -
White
Brown
Your eyes so bright and -
Blue
Brown, but they're bright too
Sure, the birds sing
Tra-lirra-loo
For me Mary
For my Bella
They sing for you