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
Till next I came to anchor at the cross near Spancill Hill

T'was on the 23rd of June the day before the fair
When Ireland's sons and daughters and friends a__embled there
The young ,the old, the brave, the bold came their duty to fill
At the parish church at Cluney just a mile from Spancill Hill

I went to see my neighbours to hear 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"
She was Meg the farmers daughter and the pride of Spancill Hill
She was Meg the farmers daughter and the pride of Spancill Hill

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