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| [00:18.41] | Last night as I lay dreaming of pleasant days gone by |
| [00:27.44] | My mind being bent on rambling to Ireland I did fly |
| [00:36.75] | I stepped on board a vision and followed with the wind |
| [00:45.42] | Till next I came to anchor at the cross near Spancill Hill |
| [00:55.34] | T'was on the 23rd June the day before the fair |
| [01:04.26] | When lreland's sons and daughters and friends assembled there |
| [01:13.43] | The young ,the old, the brave, the bold came their duty to fill |
| [01:22.20] | At the parish church at Cluney just a mile from Spancill Hill |
| [01:57.09] | I went to see my neighbors to hear what they might say |
| [02:06.51] | The old ones were all dead and gone the young one's turning grey |
| [02:15.74] | I met the tailor Quigley, he's bold as ever still |
| [02:24.22] | Sure he used to mend my britches when I lived at Spancill Hill |
| [02:34.67] | I paid a flying visit to my first and only love |
| [02:46.35] | She's fair as any lily and gentle as a dove |
| [02:55.52] | She threw her arms around me saying "Johnny I love you still" |
| [03:03.96] | She was Meg the farmers daughter and the pride of Spancill Hill |
| [03:13.59] | She was Meg the farmers daughter and the pride of Spancill Hill |