I’ve met some (G)folks

who (G)say that I’m a (C)dream er.

And I’ve no (D)doubt

there’s truth in what they (G)say.

But sure a (G)bod y is (Dm6)bound to be a (C)dream er

when all the (D)things

he (D7)loves are far a (G)way.

And (C)pre cious (G)things

are (G)dreams un to an (C)ex ile.

They take him (D)o’er

the (D7)land a cross the (G)sea.

Es (D)pe cially (G)when

it (Dm)hap pens (G7)he’s an (C)ex ile

from that dear (D)love

ly (D7)Isle of In is (G)free.

And when the (C)moon

light (C)peeps a cross the (G)roof tops

of this great (A)cit y,

won drous though it (C)be.

I (D)scarce ly (Bm11)feel

its (G7)won der or its (C)laugh er,

I’m once a (D)gain

back (D7)home in In is (Em)free.

I wan der (G)o’er

green (G)hills through dream y (C)val leys,

and find a (D)peace

no (D7)oth er land could (G)know.

I hear the (Dm6)birds

make (G7)mu sic fit for (Am)an gels

and (A)watch the (D)ri

vers (D7)laugh ing as they (G)flow.

And then in (Em)to

a (Bm)hum ble shack I (C)wan der,

my dear old (D)home

and ten der ly be (G)hold.

The folks I (Dm)love

a (G7)round the turf fire (C)gath ered

on bend ed (D)knee

their (D7)ro sa ry is (G)told.

But dreams don’t (C)last

though (C)dreams are not for (Gmaj7)got ten

and soon I’m (A7)back

to stern re a li (Dsus)ty.

But though they (G7)pave

the foot ways here with (C)gold dust,

I still would (D)choose

the Isle of (D#dim7)In es (Em)free.

I still would (D)choose

the (D7)Isle of In is (G)free.