Testo Spancil hills - Quilty
Testo della canzone Spancil hills (Quilty), tratta dall'album I’m here because I’m here
Last night when 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 the wind
'Til first I came to anchor
At the cross of Spancil Hill
'Twas on the twenty-third 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
Their duty to fulfill
At the parish church in Clooney
A mile from Spancil Hill
I went to see some neighbors
To hear what they might say
The old ones were all dead and gone
The young ones turning gray
I met with Sandy Daly
He's brave as ever still
Sure, he used to make me breeches
When I lived in Spancil Hill
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"
Sure, she's Ned the farmer's daughter
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 in the times before"
And the cock he crew in the morning
He crew both loud and shrill
I awoke in California
Many miles from Spancil Hill
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Writer(s): Alchemy
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