Traditional Irish — Isle Of Innisfree

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This song was originally written by Richard Farrelly in 1950 and has since been preformed by various artists

No Capo

G    G7    C    Am    D    D7    G    D7

              G         G7             C        Am 
I've met some folks who say that I'm a dreamer 
            D              D7                 G     D7
And I've no doubt, there's truth in what they say
           G      G7            C        Am
But sure a body's bound to be a dreamer
             D         D7            G      D7
When all the things he loves are far away
  
             G          G7             C      Am
And precious things are dreams unto an exile
              D        D7              G    D7
They take him o'er the land across the sea
           G       G7              C      Am
Especially when it happens he's an exile
               D      D7           G     G7
From that dear lovely Isle of Innisfree

             C         C                G         G     
And when the moonlight peeps across the rooftops
              A     A7               D    D7
Of this great city, wondrous tho' it be
           G        G7            C         Am
I scarcely feel its wonder or its laughter
         D           D7           G     D7
I'm once again, back home in Innisfree

G    G7    C    Am    D    D7    G    D7
G    G7    C    Am    D    D7    G    D7

         G          G7                    C        Am
I wander o'er green hills, through dreamy valleys
           D        D7               G     D7
And find a peace no other land could know
           G          G7            C       Am
I hear the birds make music fit for angels
              D      D7               G     D7
And watch the rivers laughing as they flow

           G    G7             C       Am
And then into a humble shack I wander
            D       D7         G     D7
My dear old home, I tenderly behold
            G      G7                   C         Am
The folks I love, around the turf-fire, gathered
          D        D7        G     G7
On bended knee the rosary is told

                 C            C                 G        G
But dreams don't last, though dreams are not forgotten
             A       A7         D    D7
And soon I'm back to stern reality
                G        G                   C          Am
But though they pave the footpaths here with gold-dust
              D         D7           G      D7
I still would choose my Isle of Innisfree
           G        G7            C         Am
I scarcely feel its wonder or its laughter
         D           D7           G     G7
I'm once again, back home in Innisfree
              D         D7           G      C     G
I still would choose my Isle of Innisfree		
    

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