Spancil Hill

[Verse 1]

Last night as I lay dreamin' of pleasant days gone by

Me mind been spent on rambling, to Ireland I did fly

I stepped on board a vision and I followed with a will

Till at last I came to anchor at the cross of Spancilhill

[Verse 2]

It being on the twenty-third of June, the day before the fair

When Ireland's sons and daughters, and friends assembled there

The young, the old, the brave and the bold, had their duty to fulfill

At the parish church in Clooney, 'bout a mile from Spancilhill

[Verse 3]

I went to see me neighbours, to see what they might say

The old ones were all dead and gone, the young one's turning grey

I met the tailor Quigley, he's as bold as ever still

Ah he used to make me breeches when I lived in Spancilhill

[Verse 4]

I paid a flying visit to my first and only love

She's as white as any lily, as gentle as a dove

Well, she threw her arms around me, saying "Johnny, I love ya still"

Ah she's Ned the farmer's daughter, and the pride of Spancilhill

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 5]

I dreamt I held and kissed her, as in the days of yore

She said, "Johnny you're only joking, like many's the time before"

Well, the cock it crew in the morning, it crew both loud and shrill

I awoke in California, many miles from Spancilhill

I awoke in California, many miles from Spancilhill