Chords for Christy Moore - Spancil Hill
Tempo:
97.5 bpm
Chords used:
C#m
F#
B
G#m
G#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G#m]
[G#] [C#m]
Last night as I lay [B]
dreaming Of pleasant [F#] days [C#m] gone by
Me mind being bent on rambling To [G#m] Ireland's I [F#] yielded fly
I [C#m] stent on board a vision And [B] I followed well the [F#] will
And [C#m] I shortly came [B] to anchor at The cross [F#] of [C#m] Spanselhead
Delighted by [B] the novelty Enchanted [F#] by [C#m] the scene
Where in my early boyhood [G#m] So often I [F#] had been
[C#m] I thought I heard a murmur And I [G#m] think I hear [F#] it still
[C#m] It's the little stream [G#m] of water [G#] That flows down [C#m] Spanselhill
To amuse a [B] passing fancy I lay [F#] down on [C#m] the ground
Where all my school companions They [G#m] shortly [G#] gathered round
[F#] [C#m] When we [D#] were home rich
[C#m] Sardinian [B] We danced with right [G#] good will
[C#m] To Martin [B] Myles' music at The cross [F#] of [C#m] Spanselhill
It been on the [B] twenty-third of June [F#] The day before [C#m] the fair
When Ireland's sons and daughters [B] In crowns [F#] assembled there
[C#m] The young, the old, the brave, the bold [B] They came to sport [F#] and gild
There [C#m] were curious [B]
combinations At the fair of [C#m] Spanselhill
I went to see [B] my neighbours To [G#] hear what they might [C#m] say
The old ones were all dint and gone The [B] young ones torn and [F#] grey
I [C#m] meant to whet the tailor quickly He's [B] as bold as ever [F#] still
Sure [C#m] he used to make [B] me bridges When I lived [F#] in Spanselhill
[C#m]
I paid a flying [B] visit To my first [F#] and only [C#m] love
She's white as any lily [B] And gentle as [G#] a [F#] dove
She threw [C#m] her arms around me [B] Saying, Johnny, I [F#] love you still
Oh, [C#m] she's Mac, the ranger's [B]
daughter And the pride [F#] of Spam
[C#m]
Oh, I dreamt I [B] stooped and kissed her As in [F#] the [C#m] days of yore
She said, Johnny, you're only joking [G#m] As many as the time [F#] before
[C#m] The cock grew in the morning [B] He grew both loud [G#] and shrill
[F#] [C#m] And I woke in [B]
California Many [F#] miles from [C#m] Spanselhill
[G#] [C#m]
Last night as I lay [B]
dreaming Of pleasant [F#] days [C#m] gone by
Me mind being bent on rambling To [G#m] Ireland's I [F#] yielded fly
I [C#m] stent on board a vision And [B] I followed well the [F#] will
And [C#m] I shortly came [B] to anchor at The cross [F#] of [C#m] Spanselhead
Delighted by [B] the novelty Enchanted [F#] by [C#m] the scene
Where in my early boyhood [G#m] So often I [F#] had been
[C#m] I thought I heard a murmur And I [G#m] think I hear [F#] it still
[C#m] It's the little stream [G#m] of water [G#] That flows down [C#m] Spanselhill
To amuse a [B] passing fancy I lay [F#] down on [C#m] the ground
Where all my school companions They [G#m] shortly [G#] gathered round
[F#] [C#m] When we [D#] were home rich
[C#m] Sardinian [B] We danced with right [G#] good will
[C#m] To Martin [B] Myles' music at The cross [F#] of [C#m] Spanselhill
It been on the [B] twenty-third of June [F#] The day before [C#m] the fair
When Ireland's sons and daughters [B] In crowns [F#] assembled there
[C#m] The young, the old, the brave, the bold [B] They came to sport [F#] and gild
There [C#m] were curious [B]
combinations At the fair of [C#m] Spanselhill
I went to see [B] my neighbours To [G#] hear what they might [C#m] say
The old ones were all dint and gone The [B] young ones torn and [F#] grey
I [C#m] meant to whet the tailor quickly He's [B] as bold as ever [F#] still
Sure [C#m] he used to make [B] me bridges When I lived [F#] in Spanselhill
[C#m]
I paid a flying [B] visit To my first [F#] and only [C#m] love
She's white as any lily [B] And gentle as [G#] a [F#] dove
She threw [C#m] her arms around me [B] Saying, Johnny, I [F#] love you still
Oh, [C#m] she's Mac, the ranger's [B]
daughter And the pride [F#] of Spam
[C#m]
Oh, I dreamt I [B] stooped and kissed her As in [F#] the [C#m] days of yore
She said, Johnny, you're only joking [G#m] As many as the time [F#] before
[C#m] The cock grew in the morning [B] He grew both loud [G#] and shrill
[F#] [C#m] And I woke in [B]
California Many [F#] miles from [C#m] Spanselhill
Key:
C#m
F#
B
G#m
G#
C#m
F#
B
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ [C#m] _ _
_ Last night as I lay [B] _
dreaming Of pleasant [F#] days [C#m] gone by
_ Me mind being bent on rambling To [G#m] Ireland's I [F#] yielded fly _
I [C#m] stent on board a vision And [B] I followed well the [F#] will _
And [C#m] I shortly came [B] to anchor at The cross [F#] of [C#m] Spanselhead _
_ _ _ Delighted by [B] the novelty _ Enchanted [F#] by [C#m] the scene
_ Where in my early _ _ boyhood [G#m] So often I [F#] had been
_ [C#m] I thought I heard a murmur And I [G#m] think I hear [F#] it still
_ [C#m] It's the little stream [G#m] of water [G#] That flows down _ [C#m] Spanselhill
_ To amuse a [B] passing fancy I lay [F#] down on [C#m] the ground
_ Where all my school _ companions They [G#m] shortly [G#] gathered round
[F#] _ [C#m] When we [D#] were home rich _
[C#m] Sardinian [B] We danced with right [G#] good will
_ [C#m] To Martin [B] Myles' music at The cross [F#] of [C#m] Spanselhill _
_ It been on the [B] twenty-third of June [F#] The day before [C#m] the fair
_ When Ireland's sons and daughters [B] In crowns [F#] assembled there
_ [C#m] The young, the old, the brave, the bold [B] They came to sport [F#] and gild
There [C#m] were curious _ _ [B]
combinations At the fair of [C#m] Spanselhill _
_ I went to see [B] my neighbours To [G#] hear what they might [C#m] say
_ The old ones were all dint and gone The [B] young ones torn and [F#] grey _
I [C#m] meant to whet the tailor quickly _ He's [B] as bold as ever [F#] still _
Sure [C#m] he used to make [B] me bridges When I lived [F#] in Spanselhill
[C#m] _ _
_ I paid a flying [B] visit To my first [F#] and only [C#m] love
_ She's white as any _ lily [B] And gentle as [G#] a [F#] dove
She threw [C#m] her arms around me [B] Saying, Johnny, I [F#] love you still
Oh, [C#m] she's Mac, the ranger's [B]
daughter And the pride [F#] of Spam
[C#m] _ _
_ Oh, I dreamt I [B] stooped and kissed her As in [F#] the [C#m] days of yore
_ She said, Johnny, you're only _ joking [G#m] As many as the time [F#] before
_ [C#m] The cock grew in the morning [B] He grew both loud [G#] and shrill
[F#] _ [C#m] And I woke in _ [B] _
California Many [F#] miles from _ [C#m] Spanselhill
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ [C#m] _ _
_ Last night as I lay [B] _
dreaming Of pleasant [F#] days [C#m] gone by
_ Me mind being bent on rambling To [G#m] Ireland's I [F#] yielded fly _
I [C#m] stent on board a vision And [B] I followed well the [F#] will _
And [C#m] I shortly came [B] to anchor at The cross [F#] of [C#m] Spanselhead _
_ _ _ Delighted by [B] the novelty _ Enchanted [F#] by [C#m] the scene
_ Where in my early _ _ boyhood [G#m] So often I [F#] had been
_ [C#m] I thought I heard a murmur And I [G#m] think I hear [F#] it still
_ [C#m] It's the little stream [G#m] of water [G#] That flows down _ [C#m] Spanselhill
_ To amuse a [B] passing fancy I lay [F#] down on [C#m] the ground
_ Where all my school _ companions They [G#m] shortly [G#] gathered round
[F#] _ [C#m] When we [D#] were home rich _
[C#m] Sardinian [B] We danced with right [G#] good will
_ [C#m] To Martin [B] Myles' music at The cross [F#] of [C#m] Spanselhill _
_ It been on the [B] twenty-third of June [F#] The day before [C#m] the fair
_ When Ireland's sons and daughters [B] In crowns [F#] assembled there
_ [C#m] The young, the old, the brave, the bold [B] They came to sport [F#] and gild
There [C#m] were curious _ _ [B]
combinations At the fair of [C#m] Spanselhill _
_ I went to see [B] my neighbours To [G#] hear what they might [C#m] say
_ The old ones were all dint and gone The [B] young ones torn and [F#] grey _
I [C#m] meant to whet the tailor quickly _ He's [B] as bold as ever [F#] still _
Sure [C#m] he used to make [B] me bridges When I lived [F#] in Spanselhill
[C#m] _ _
_ I paid a flying [B] visit To my first [F#] and only [C#m] love
_ She's white as any _ lily [B] And gentle as [G#] a [F#] dove
She threw [C#m] her arms around me [B] Saying, Johnny, I [F#] love you still
Oh, [C#m] she's Mac, the ranger's [B]
daughter And the pride [F#] of Spam
[C#m] _ _
_ Oh, I dreamt I [B] stooped and kissed her As in [F#] the [C#m] days of yore
_ She said, Johnny, you're only _ joking [G#m] As many as the time [F#] before
_ [C#m] The cock grew in the morning [B] He grew both loud [G#] and shrill
[F#] _ [C#m] And I woke in _ [B] _
California Many [F#] miles from _ [C#m] Spanselhill
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _