Isle Of Innisfree Lyrics - Singles - Orla Fallon

I've met some folks who say that I'm a dreamer 

And I've no doubt there's truth in what they say 

But sure a body's bound to be a dreamer 

When all the things he loves are far away. 

And precious things are dreams unto an exile. 

They take him o'er the land across the sea -- 

Especially when it happens he's an exile 

From that dear lovely Isle of Innisfree. 

And when the moonlight peeps across the rooftops 

Of this great city, wondrous though it be 

I scarcely feel it's wonder or it's laughter 

I'm once again back home in Innisfree. 

I wander o'er green hills through dreamy valleys 

And find a peace no other land would know. 

I hear the birds make music fit for angels 

And watch the rivers laughing as they flow. 

And then into a humble shack I wander 

My dear old home and tenderly behold 

The folks I love around the turf fire, gathered. 

On bended knees, their rosary is told.