G C I've met some folk who say that I'm a dreamer D D7 G And I've no doubt there's truth in what they say C Am But sure a body's bound to be a dreamer D D7 G When all the things he loves are far away [Verse 2] C And precious things are dreams unto an exile D D7 G They take him o'er the land, across the sea C Am Especially when it happens, he's an exile D D7 G From that dear lovely Isle of Innisfree [Verse 3] C G And when the moonlight peeps across the rooftops A D D7 Of this great city wondrous though it be G C Am I scarcely feel its wonder or its laughter D 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 valleys D D7 G And find a peace no other land would know C Am I hear the birds make music fit for angels D D7 G And watch the rivers laughing as they flow [Verse 5] C And then into a humble shack I wander D D7 G My dear old home and tenderly behold C Am The folks I love, around the turf-fire gathered D D7 G On bended knee, their rosary is told [Verse 6] C G But dreams don't last, though dreams are not forgotten A D D7 And soon I'm back to stern reality G C Am But though they pave the footpaths here with gold dust D D7 G C G I still would choose my Isle of Inisfree