Daniel O'Donnell - The Isle Of Innisfree Lyrics
I've met some folk who say that I'm a dreamerAnd I've no doubt there's truth in what they sayFor sure a body's bound to be a dreamerWhen all the the things he loves are far away.And precious things are dreams unto an exileThey take him through a land across seaEspecially when it happens he's in exileFrom that dear lovely Isle of Innisfree.And when the moonlight peeps across the rooftopsOf this great city, wondrous though it beI scarcely feel the beauty or the magicI'm once again back home in Inisfree.--- Instrumental ---I wander o'er green hills and dreamy valleysAnd find a peace no other land could knowI hear the birds make music fit for angelsAnd see the rivers laughing as they flow.And then into a humble shack I wanderMy own sweet home and tenderly beholdThe folks I love around the turf fire gatheredOn bended knees, their rosary is told.But dreams don't last though dreams are not forgottenWhen we are back to stern reality.And though they pave the footways here with gold dustI still would choose the Isle of Inisfree.I still would choose the Isle of Inisfree...