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Wolfe Tones - Spancil Hill Lyrics

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  • Last night as I lay dreamin'
  • Of pleasant days gone by
  • Me mind bein' bent on travelin'
  • To Ireland I did fly
  • I stepped aboard a vision
  • And followed with my will
  • 'Til next I came to anchor
  • At the cross near Spancil Hill
  • Delighted by the novelty
  • Enchanted with the scene
  • Where in my early boyhood
  • Where often I had been
  • I thought I heard a murmur
  • And think I hear it still
  • It's the little stream of water
  • That flows down Spancil Hill
  • It being the 23rd of June
  • The day before the fair
  • Where Ireland's sons and daughters
  • In crowds assembled there
  • The young, the old, the brave and the bold
  • They came for sport and kill
  • There were jovial conversations
  • At the cross near Spancil Hill
  • I went to see my neighbours
  • To hear what they might say
  • The old ones were all dead and gone
  • The others turning grey
  • I met with tailor Quigley
  • He's as bold as ever still
  • Sure he used to make my britches
  • When I lived in Spancil Hill
  • I paid a flying visit
  • To my first and only love
  • She's white as any lily
  • And gentle as a dove
  • She threw her arms around me
  • Saying Johnny I love you still
  • She's Meg the farmers daughter
  • And the pride of Spancil Hill
  • I dreamt I stooped and kissed her
  • As in the day of 'ore
  • She said Johnny you're only joking
  • As many the times before
  • The ***** crew in the morn'
  • He crew both loud and shrill
  • And I woke in California
  • Many miles from Spancil Hill

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