Spancil Hill (Rerecorded) Lyrics
Spancil Hill (Rerecorded) - Liz Madden
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 followed with the wind
Till late last I came to anchor
At the cross of Spancill Hill
It was 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
Their duty to for fill
At the parish church near Cluney
A mile from Spancill Hill
I went to see my neighbors
To say what they might say
The old ones were all dead and gone
The young one's turning gray
I met the tailor quickly
He's as bold as ever still
He used to mend my britches
When I lived at Spancill Hill
Lalaaaa
Hmmm
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 now the farmer's daughter
And the pride of Spancill Hill
I dreamt I held and kissed her over
As in the day of yore
She said Johnny you're only joking
As many a time before
The cock he crew in the morning
He crew both loud and shrill
And I woke in California
Many miles from Spancil Hill
Dada ooh dada
Dadada
Dada ooh dada
Dadada
Dada oooh
Dadada