Testo Spancill Hill - Hazel O'Connor
Testo della canzone Spancill Hill (Hazel O'Connor), tratta dall'album Acoustically Yours
One night, as he lay dreaming of pleasant things gone by
His mind being bent on rambling, to Ireland he did fly
He stepped upon a vision and he followed with the wind
When at last he came to anchor at the cross at Spancil Hill
It was the twenty-third of June, the day before the fair
When Ireland'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 Clonmel, a mile from Spancil Hill
He went to see his neighbors, to see how they did fare
The old ones were all dead and gone, the young ones living rare
He looked at Tailor Quingley, he's as funny as ever still
Sure he used to patch his britches when he lived in Spancil Hill
He paid a flying visit to his one and only love
She's as fair as any lily and as gentle as a dove
She threw her arms around him saying, "Johnny, I love you still"
Sure, she's met the farmer's daughter and the pride of Spancil Hill
He dreamt he held her and kissed her as many a time before
"Oh, Johnny, you're only joking," as many a time before
When the cock was crowed in the morning
He crawled 'bout dead and chill
He awoke in California, a million miles from Spancil Hill
Where are they now?
Where are they now?
Where are they now?
Where are they now?
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Writer(s): Trad, Martin Rushent, Hazel O Connor
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