Spancil Hill Songtext
von Blaggards

Last night as I lay dreaming of pleasant days gone by

Last night as I lay dreaming of pleasant days gone by
My mind been bent in rambling to Ireland, I did fly
I stepped on board a vision and followed with a will
Until next, I came to anchor at the cross in Spancil Hill


It been on the twenty-third of June, the day before the fair
Where Irish sons, and daughters, and friends assembled there
The young, the old, and the brave, and the bold came their duty to fulfill
At the parish church in Clooney, a mile from Spancil Hill

I paid a flying visit to my first and only love
She′s as white as any lily and as gentle as a dove
Oh, she threw her arms around me, saying, "Johnny, I love you still"
Oh, she's Nell, the farmers′ daughter, she is the pride of Spancil Hill
And I dreamt I held and kissed her, as in the days of yore

Oh, "Patty, you're only joking, as many's the time before"
Oh, the cock he crew in the morning, he crew both loud and shrill
When I awoke downtown in Texas, many miles from Spancil Hill
Yeah, yeah