My Isle of Golden Dreams (1956) - Marty Robbins

Out of the mist lips I have kissed constantly

Out of the west hands I have pressed beckon to me

Over the sea waiting for me lonely and blue

Somebody sighs somebody cries I love you I love you

Drifting in glee drifting it seems back to the shore

Where hand in hand over the sand we’ll stroll once more

Part of my heart we’ll never part I hear her say

For in the dawn my dreams have gone astray

I hear the voice on Island calling me it seems

The spell Hawaiian Island my isle of golden dreams

I hear the voice on Island calling me it seems

The spell Hawaiian Island my isle of golden dreams