Mama remembers the four-leaf clover
And the bright blue Irish sky,
I remember East River Parkway
And the tugboats passing by.
I remember Third Avenue
And the "L" trains overhead,
And our one window-sill geranium
Blooming red, warm and red.
Mama remembers Ireland;
All I remember is here.

Papa remembers the plains of Poland
And moonlight on the snow,
I remember autumn
With the skyscrapers all aglow.
I remember the games we played
With lamplight overhead,
And our one window-sill geranium
Blooming red, warm and red.

All I remember is here
This house, this street, this city,
And it's dear, yes, it's dear!