Siòbhan - Spancil Hill lyrics

Last night as I lay dreaming of pleasant days gone by My mind being bent on rambling to Ireland's Isle did fly I stepped on board a vision and I followed with a will And I came to anchor surely at the cross of Spancil Hill It being the 23rd June the day before the fair When Ireland's sons and daughters in crowds a**embled there The young and the old, the brave and the bold their duty to fulfill At the little Church in Clooney, a mile from Spancil Hill I went to see my neighbors to see what they would say The old ones they were dead and gone and the young ones torn and grey I met with the tailor Quigley, he's a bold 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 fair as any lily flower and 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 pride of Spancil Hill I dreamt I held and kissed her as in the days of yore She said, "Johnny you're only joking as many the time before" The co*k crewed in the morning he sounded loud and shrill And I awoke in California, many miles from Spancil Hill