G C I've met some folk who say that I'm a dreamerD D7 G And I've no doubt there's truth in what they sayC Am But sure a body's bound to be a dreamerD D7 G When all the things he loves are far away [Verse 2]C And precious things are dreams unto an exileD D7 G They take him o'er the land, across the seaC Am Especially when it happens, he's an exileD D7 G From that dear lovely Isle of Innisfree [Verse 3]C G And when the moonlight peeps across the rooftopsA D D7 Of this great city wondrous though it beG C Am I scarcely feel its wonder or its laughterD D7 G I'm once again back home in Inisfree [Instrumental]G C G [Verse 4]C I wander o'er green hills through dreamy valleysD D7 G And find a peace no other land would knowC Am I hear the birds make music fit for angelsD D7 G And watch the rivers laughing as they flow [Verse 5]C And then into a humble shack I wanderD D7 G My dear old home and tenderly beholdC Am The folks I love, around the turf-fire gatheredD D7 G On bended knee, their rosary is told [Verse 6]C G But dreams don't last, though dreams are not forgottenA D D7 And soon I'm back to stern realityG C Am But though they pave the footpaths here with gold dustD D7 G C G I still would choose my Isle of Inisfree
Isle Of Inisfree
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