Spancil Hill-Brier

[ti:Spancil Hill] [ar:Brier] [al:Irish Bar Volume 1] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Spancil Hill - Brier [00:07.92]Last night as i lay dreaming of pleasant days gone by [00:14.07] [00:15.54]My mind being bent on rambling to ireland i did fly [00:21.78] [00:23.18]I stepped on board a vision and followed with the wind [00:29.28] [00:30.68]Till next i came to anchor at the cross near spancill hill [00:37.05] [00:38.48]T'was on the 23rd june the day before the fair [00:44.93] [00:46.32]When lreland's sons and daughters and friends assembled there [00:52.78] [00:54.11]The young the old the brave the bold came their duty to fill [01:00.26] [01:01.81]At the parish church at cluney just a mile from spancill hill [01:08.02] [01:09.58]I went to see my neighbors to hear what they might say [01:15.97] [01:17.34]The old ones were all dead and gone the young one's turning grey [01:23.49] [01:24.98]I met the tailor quigley he's bold as ever still [01:31.19] [01:32.65]Sure he used to mend my britches when i lived at spancill hill [01:38.85] [01:40.43]I paid a flying visit to my first and only love [01:46.78] [01:48.11]She's fair as any lily and gentle as a dove [01:54.65] [01:55.95]She threw her arms around me saying johnny i love you still [02:02.17] [02:03.44]She was meg the farmers daughter and the pride of spancill hill