Karaoké The Isle of Innisfree Daniel O'Donnell

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

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

For 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 through a land across the sea

Especially when it happens he's in 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 see the beauty or the magic

I'm once again back home in Innisfree

I wander o'er green hills and dreamy valleys

And find a peace no other land could know

I hear the birds make music fit for angels

And see the rivers laughing as they flow

And then into a humble shack I wander

My own sweet home and tenderly behold

The folks I love around the turf fire gathered

On bended knees their rosary is told

But dreams don't last though dreams are not forgotten

When we are back to stern reality

And though they pave the footpaths here with gold dust

I still would choose my Isle of Innisfree

I still would choose my Isle of Innisfree