Текст песни: Spancilhill + перевод

Last night as I lay dreaming

Of the pleasant days gone by

Me mind bein' bent on rambling

To Ireland I did fly

I stepped on board a vision

And followed with the wind

'Til at last I came to anchor

At the cross of Spancil Hill

It being on 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

came there to sport and kill,

what a curious combination at the Cross of Spancil Hill

I come to see my neighbours

To hear what they might say

The old ones were all dead and gone

The young ones turning grey

I met the Taylor Quigley

He’s as bold as ever still

I used to make my britches

When I lived in Spancil Hill

I paid the flying visit

To my first and only love

She’s as white as any lily

And as gentle as a dove

She threw her arms around me

saying «Johnny I love you still»

Oh she’s Ned the farmer’s daughter

The pride of Spancil Hill

I dreamt I held and kissed her

As in the days of yore

She said «Johnny you’re only joking

As many’s the time before»

The cock he crew in the mornin'

He crew both loud and shrill

And I woke in California

Many miles from Spancil Hill

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