Lyrics Spancill Hill - Hazel O'Connor
One
night
as
he
lay
dreaming
of
pleasant
days
gone
by
His
mind
being
bent
on
rambling
to
lreland
he
did
fly
He
stepped
on
a
vision
and
he
followed
with
the
wind
When
at
last
he
came
to
anchor
at
the
cross
of
Spancill
Hill
Then
on
the
23rd
of
June
the
day
before
the
fair
When
Ireland's
sons
and
daughters
and
Friends
assembled
there
The
young
and
the
old,
the
brave
and
The
bold
cametheir
dutie
to
fulfill
At
the
Parish
Church
in
Clooney
a
mile
from
Spancill
Hill
He
went
to
see
his
neighbours
to
see
how
they
did
fare
The
old
ones
were
all
dead
and
gone
The
young
ones
turning
grey
He
met
with
tailor
Quigley
he's
as
funny
as
ever
still
Johnny
used
to
patch
his
britches
When
he
lived
in
Spancill
Hill
He
paid
a
flying
visit
to
his
one
and
only
love
She's
as
gentle
as
a
puppy
and
as
pretty
as
a
doll
She
threw
her
arms
around
me
saying
Johnny
I
love
you
still
Sure
she's
Ned
the
farmer's
daughter
and
the
pride
of
Spancill
Hill
He
dreamt
he
held,
he
kissed
her
as
many
a
time
before
Oh
Johnny
you're
only
joking
as
many
a
time
before
The
cock
he
crowed
in
the
morning
he
crowed
Both
clear
and
shrill
He
awoke
in
California
many
miles
from
Spancill
Hill
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