The isle of Innisfree    (video)

 

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

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

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    But sure a body's bound to be a dreamer,

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    when all the things he loves are far away.

 

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2. And precious things are dreams onto an exile,

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    they take him o're the land across the sea,

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    especially when it happens he's an exile

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    must he love the Isle of Innisfree.

 

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    And when the moonlight peeps across the rooftops

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    of this great city wondrous though it be.

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

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    I'm once again back home in Innisfree.

 

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3. I wonder o're green hills and dreamy valleys,

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    and find a peace no other land could know.

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    I hear the birds make music fit for angles,

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    and watch the rivers laughing as they flow.

 

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4. And then on to my humble shack I wander, 

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    my own sweet home I tenderly behold. 

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    The folks I love around the turf are gathered, 

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    on bended knees, their rosary is told.

 

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    But dreams don’t last, though dreams are not forgotten,

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    and soon I'm back to stern reality.

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    And though they pave the footways here with gold-dust,

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    I still would choose my Isle of Innisfree.

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    And though they pave the footways here with gold-dust,

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    I still would choose my Isle of Innisfree.

 

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    (Tommy Fleming)