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letra de spancil hill - unknown artist

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spancil hill

last night as i lay dreaming of pleasant days gone by
my mind being bent on rambling to ireland i did fly
i stepped on board a vision and i followed with the wind
and i shortly came to anchor at the cross of spancil hill

it being the 23rd june the day before the fair
when lreland’s sons and daughters in crowds -ssembled there
the young and the old, the brave and the bold their journey to fulfill
there were jovial conversations at the fair of spancil hill

i went to see my neighbors to hear what they might say
the old ones were all dead and gone and the young one’s turning grey
i met with the tailor quigley, he’s a bould 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 as white as any lily and as gentle as a dove
she threw her arms around me saying “johnny i love you still
” oh she’s ned the farmers daughter and the flower of spancil hiii

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”
the c-ck he crew in the morning he crew both loud and shrill
and i awoke in california, many miles from spancil hill

@irish
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- unknown artist

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