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northeast winds - spancil hill lyrics

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last night as i lay dreaming of pleasant days gone by
my mind being bent on ramblin’, to ireland i did fly
i stepped on board a vision, and following with the wind
i shortly came to anchor at the cross of spancil hill

delighted by the novelty, enchanted by the scene
while in my early childhood, so often i had been
i thought i heard a murmur, and i think i hear it still
’tis a little stream of water that flows down spancil hill

it bein’ the 23rd of june, the day before the fair
when ireland’s sons and daughters, and friends, assembled there
the young, the old, the brave, and the bold, their duty to fulfill
at the parish church of clooney, but a mile from spancil hill

i went to see my neighbors, to hear what they might say
the old ones were all dead and gone, the young ones turnin’ grey
i met the tailor quigley, he’s as bold as ever still
sure, he used to mend my britches when i lived on spancil hill

i paid a flying visit to my first and only love
she’s white as any lily and as gentle as a dove
she threw her arms around me, cryin’, “ah, johnny, i love you still”
she’s ned the farmer’s daughter, and the pride of spancil hill

i dreamed i held and kissed her, as i did in days of yore
she said, “johnny, you’re only joking, as many’s the time before”
the c+ck, he crew in the mornin’, ah, he crew both loud and shrill
i awoke in california, many miles from spancil hill

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