Roger Drawdy & The Firestarters - Spancil Hill lyrics

Last night as I lay dreaming of pleasant days gone by My mind been bent on rambling to Ireland I did fly I stepped on board a vision and followed with a will Til at last I came to anchor at the cross in Spancil Hill It been on the twenty-third of June the day before the fair When Irelands sons and daughters and friends a**embled there The young, the old, the brave and the bold came their duty to fulfill At the parish church in Clooney, a mile from Spancil Hill I went to see me neighbours to see what they might say The old ones were all dead and gone, the young ones gone away But I met the tailor Quigley, he's as bold as ever still Ah, he used to mend my breaches when I lived near Spancil Hill. I paid a flying visit to my first and only love She's as fare as any lily, gentle as a dove And she threw her arms around me, saying Rauiri I love you still Ah, she's now a farmer's daughter and the pride of Spancil Hill I dreamt I knelt and kissed her as in the days of yore Ah, Rauiri you're only joking as many the time before Then the co*k he crew in the morning, he crew both loud and shrill I awoke in California, many miles from Spancil Hill