The Dubliners - Spancil Hill lyrics

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 a will
Till next I came to anchor at
The cross of Spancil Hill

It being on the 23rd of June
The day before the fair
When lreland's sons and daughters
And friends assembled there
The young, the old, the brave and the bold
Came their duty to fulfill
At the parish church in Clooney
A mile from Spancil hill

I went to see me neighbors
To see what they might say
The old ones were all dead and gone
The young one's turning grey
But, I met the tailor Quigley
He's as bould as ever still
Ah he used to make my breetches
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 and she threw her arms
Around me, saying "Johnny, i
Love you still"
Oh she's Nell the farmers daughter
And the pride of spancil Hill

I dreamt I held and kissed her
As in the days of yore
Ah, "Johnny you're only joking
As many's the time before"
Then the cock he crew in the morning
He crew both loud and shrill
I awoke in California
Many miles from Spancil Hill