Spancil Hill Chords by The Wolfe Tones

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_ Last night as I [Bb] lay _ _ dreaming of _ pleasant _ [C] days gone _ by, _
My mind being bent on _ rambling, _ [Eb] to _ Ireland I [Bb] did fly. _ _
I [Cm] stepped on board a [Gm] vision, _ and [Eb] I followed _ [Bb] with the _ [Dm] wind,
[Gm]
Till [C] _ first I [Bb] came to _ wanker at the _ cross [Fm] at _ [C] Spansol Hill. _
It being on the _ [Gm] twenty [Bb]-third of June, the day _ _ before the [C] _ fair, _
When _ _ Ireland's sons and _ daughters [D]
[Eb] and _ friends _ [Bb] assembled _ there, _
[C] The young, the old, the brave and the bold [Eb] came their _ duty to [Bb] fulfil,
_ _ At [Cm] the _ parish church [Bb] near _ _ Cluny, a mile from [F] _ _
[Cm] Spansol Hill. _ _
I went to see [Bb] my _ _ neighbours, to see what they [Cm] might say, _ _
The old ones were all dead and [Eb] gone, the young ones [Bb] turning grey. _ _
I [Cm] met the _ tailor _ Quigley, _ [Eb] he's as _ bold as [Bb]
ever still, _ _
He [Cm] _ used to mend [Bb] my _ britches when I _ lived in [Cm] Spansol Hill. _ _ _
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[Cm] _ _ _ _ I _ took a flying [Bb] _ _ _ visit to my one and _ only [D] love,
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She's as white as any _ _ lily, [Gm]
[Eb] as _ gentle _ [Bb] as a dove. _ _
[F] She threw [Cm] her _ arms around me, _ [D]
[Eb] saying, Johnny, I love [Bb] you still.
_ She is [Cm] now the _ _
[Bb] farmer's _ daughter, the bride of [Cm] _
Spansol Hill. _ _
I dreamt I [Bb] held and kissed her, as in the _ days [Cm] of _ old, _
Saying, Johnny, you're _ only _ _ joking, [Eb] as many the [Bb] time before.
_ _ But [Cm] the cock he grew in the _ morning, _ [D]
[Eb] he grew both loud [Bb] and _ shrill.
I [Cm] _ awoke in _ _
[Bb] _ _ California, _ many miles [F] from _ [Bb]
[Cm] Spansol Hill. _ _ _ _
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