Verse 1 G C | Am | 1. I've met some folk that say I am a dream-er D D7 G And I've no doubt there's truth in what they say G C | Am | But sure a body's bound to be a dream-er D D7 G When all the things he loves are far a-way Verse 2 G C | Am | 2. And prec-ious things are dreams unto an e-xile D D7 G They take him o'er the land a-cross the sea G C | Am | Especially when it hap-pens he's an exile D D7 G G7 From that dear lovely Isle of Innisfree
Bridge: C G And when the moon-light peeps a-cross the roof tops A D | D7 | Of this great city wondrous tho it be G C | Am | I scarcely feel its wonder or its laughter D D7 G I'm once a-gain back home in Innisfree | G | C | C | G | Verse 3: G C | Am | 3. I wander o'er green hills through dreamy valleys D D7 G And find a peace no other land would know G C | Am | I hear the birds make mu-sic fit for an-gels D D7 G And watch the rivers laughing as they flow Verse 4: G C | Am | 4. And then in-to a humble shack I wander D D7 G My dear old home and tenderly behold G C | Am | The folks I love a-round the turf fire gathered D D7 G | G7 | On bend-ed knee their Rosary is told 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 foot-paths here with gold dust D D7 G