Traditional Irish - Isle of innisfree

I've met some ^Gfolks who ^G7say that I'm a ^Cdreamer ^Am And I've no ^Ddoubt, there's ^D7truth in what they ^Gsay ^D7 But sure a ^Gbody's ^G7bound to be a ^Cdreamer ^Am When all the ^Dthings he ^D7loves are far ^Gaway ^D7

And precious ^Gthings are ^G7dreams unto an ^Cexile ^Am They take him ^Do'er the ^D7land across the ^Gsea ^D7 Especially ^Gwhen it ^G7happens he's an ^Cexile ^Am From that dear ^Dlovely ^D7Isle of Innis^Gfree ^G7

And when the ^Cmoonlight ^Cpeeps across the ^Grooftops ^G Of this great ^Acity, ^A7wondrous tho' it ^Dbe ^D7 I scarcely ^Gfeel its ^G7wonder or its ^Claughter ^Am I'm once ^Dagain, back ^D7home in Innis^Gfree ^D7

I wander ^Go'er green ^G7hills, through dreamy ^Cvalleys ^Am And find a ^Dpeace no ^D7other land could ^Gknow ^D7 I hear the ^Gbirds make ^G7music fit for ^Cangels ^Am And watch the ^Drivers ^D7laughing as they ^Gflow ^D7

And then in^Gto a ^G7humble shack I ^Cwander ^Am My dear old ^Dhome, I ^D7tenderly be^Ghold ^D7 The folks I ^Glove, a^G7round the turf-fire, ^Cgathered ^Am On bended ^Dknee the ^D7rosary is ^Gtold ^G7

But dreams don't ^Clast, though ^Cdreams are not for^Ggotten ^G And soon I'm ^Aback to ^A7stern reali^Dty ^D7 But though they ^Gpave the ^Gfootpaths here with ^Cgold-dust ^Am I still would ^Dchoose my ^D7Isle of Innis^Gfree ^D7 I scarcely ^Gfeel its ^G7wonder or its ^Claughter ^Am I'm once ^Dagain, back ^D7home in Innis^Gfree ^G7 I still would ^Dchoose my ^D7Isle of Innis^Gfree ^{C G}