Spancil Hill

Brendan Moriarty - Spancill Hill

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

Me mind been bent on ramblin' to Ireland I did fly

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

And I crety came to anchor

At the 'cross at spancil hill

And child to doue

The double didle lighthing way

The seen when in my

Ild child today open suffer pin

I to doy held do mar mar

Me takes I durest do

Just back little

Twi my water

I thought loshes my specher you

It me to the twenty third

Of June the day before the fair

Where Ireland's sons

And daughters and friends assembled there

The young the old

The brave and the bold came their orrgen to

The was a curious

Combanation come

A fair of stanso jane

Well I went to see my neighbors

To see what they might say

The old ones they were dead

And gone the young ones turnin' grey

I met with tailor quigley

He's penchil an hard to still

Show he always play pay

Breeches when I lived in spancil hill

Well I paid a flying visit to my first and only love

She's gotta then lilly and as gentle as a dove

She threw her arms around me sayin'

Johnny I love you still

She's ned the farmer's daughter

And the pride of spancil hill

Well I dreamt I hugged and for kissed her

As in the days of yore

That Johnny you're

Only jokin' as manys the times before

I thought a healther

Whisper brought was factory

With some too

I was back in California my far from spancil hill

I went the vistion payter

To the tears came to my eyes

Till I hope just feet that little

Spart ones more

Before I die

They the king that your you same just

Is blessing that a speen

Heart that buster be sub nature

The turst spanchil hill