Spancill Hill Lyrics

Cruachan - Spancill Hill Lyrics

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Spancill Hill Lyrics

Last night as I lay dreamingof pleasant days gone by,Me mind been bent on rambling,to Ireland I did fly,I stepped on board a visionand followed with a willTill next I came to anchorat the cross near Spancill Hill.Delighted by the novelty,enchanted with the scene,Where in me early boyhood - often I had been,I thought I heard a murmurand I think I hear it stillIt's the little stream of waterthat flows down Spancill Hill.To amuse a passing fancyI lay down on the ground,And all my school companionsthey shortly gathered roundWhen we were home returningwe danced with bright goodwill,To Martin Moynahan's musicat the cross at Spancill Hill.It was on the 24th of June,the day before the fairWhen Ireland's sons and daughtersand all assembled there,The young, the old, the brave, the boldcame their duty to fulfil,At the little church in Clooney,a mile from Spancill Hill.I went to see me neighboursto see what they might say,The old ones they were dead and gone,the young ones turning grey,I met the tailor Quigley, he was bold as ever still,sure he used to make my britcheswhen I lived at Spancill Hill.I paid a flying visit to me first and only love,She's as fair as any lilly and gentle as a dove,She threw her arms around mecrying "Johnny I love you still",She was a farmer's daughter,the pride of Spancill Hill.Well I dreamt I hugged and kissed heras in the days of yoreShe said "Johnny you're only joking"as many the times before,The cock crew in the morning,he crew both loud and shrillAnd I awoke in California,many miles from Spancill Hill.

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