Spancil Hill-Paddy Reilly

Spancil Hill - Paddy Reilly Last night as 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 followed with the wind When next I came to anchor at the cross near Spancill Hill T'was on the 23rd June the day before the fair When lreland's sons and daughters and friends assembled there The young the old the brave the bold came their duty to fill At the parish church at Cluney a mile from Spancill Hill I went to see my neighbors to see what they might say The old ones were all dead and gone the young one's turning grey I met the tailor Quigley he's bold as ever still Sure he used to mend my britches when I lived at Spancill Hill I paid a flying visit to my first and only love She's fair as any lily and gentle as a dove She threw her arms around me saying "Johnny I love you still" As she's Nell the farmers daughter and the pride of Spancill Hill I dreamt I held and kissed her as in the days of yore I've Johnny you're only jokin' as many the time before Then the cock he crew in the morning he crew both loud and shrill When I awoke in California many miles from Spancil Hill