Chords for The High Kings - Spancil Hill
Tempo:
133.8 bpm
Chords used:
Dm
G
Am
C
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D] .
Last night as I lay dreaming of pleasant days gone by.
My mind been bent on rumbling to Ireland I did fly.
I leapt on board a Virgin and I followed it with a will.
Till I gladly came to anchor at the cross of Sponsal Hill.
And when our duty did commence we all knelt down in prayer .
In hopes for to be ready to climb the golden stair.
And when back home returning we danced with the right good will.
Oh to Martin Moylan's music at [C] the cross of [G] Sponsal Hill .
[Dm] .
[C] [Dm] [Am] .
[D] [Dm] .
[G] [C] [Am] .
[D] It been the [Am] .
23rd of [F] June the day [G] before the fair.
[Dm] Sure e'er sons [Am].
and daughters they [Dm] were [F] all [G] assembled there.
[D] The young and the old, [Am] the stout and the bold [F] they came to sport [G] and kill.
But [D] what a curious [Am] combination [F] at the cross of [G] Sponsal Hill.
So [D] I paid a [Am] flying visit to [F] my first and [G] only love.
[Dm] She's pure as [Am] any lily [F] and as gentle [G] as a dove.
And [D] she threw her [Am] arms around me [F] saying Mike I love [G] you still.
And [D] she's a Mack, the [Am] ranger's daughter and [F] the bride of [G] Sponsal Hill.
[Dm] .
[C] [Dm] .
[Am] [G] [Dm] .
[C] [Am] .
[Dm] .
[C] [Dm] .
[C] [Dm] .
[C] [Am] .
[Dm] [G].
It's been a somber [D] morning I [Bm].
thought I heard [A] a bell.
Over [G] the hills and the valley [D] sounding [Bm] in notes that seemed [C] to tell.
Of [G] a glorious King [D] of Angels, [Bm] His choice, His blessings [G] fell.
On that curious Lord [D] of Nature, Oh cross of Sponsal Hill.
[A] .
[Dm] .
[C] [Dm] .
[C] [G] [Dm] .
[C] [Am] .
[Dm] .
[Am] [Dm] .
[C] [Dm] .
[C] [Am] .
[C] [D] .
Last night as I lay dreaming of pleasant days gone by.
My mind been bent on rumbling to Ireland I did fly.
I leapt on board a Virgin and I followed it with a will.
Till I gladly came to anchor at the cross of Sponsal Hill.
And when our duty did commence we all knelt down in prayer .
In hopes for to be ready to climb the golden stair.
And when back home returning we danced with the right good will.
Oh to Martin Moylan's music at [C] the cross of [G] Sponsal Hill .
[Dm] .
[C] [Dm] [Am] .
[D] [Dm] .
[G] [C] [Am] .
[D] It been the [Am] .
23rd of [F] June the day [G] before the fair.
[Dm] Sure e'er sons [Am].
and daughters they [Dm] were [F] all [G] assembled there.
[D] The young and the old, [Am] the stout and the bold [F] they came to sport [G] and kill.
But [D] what a curious [Am] combination [F] at the cross of [G] Sponsal Hill.
So [D] I paid a [Am] flying visit to [F] my first and [G] only love.
[Dm] She's pure as [Am] any lily [F] and as gentle [G] as a dove.
And [D] she threw her [Am] arms around me [F] saying Mike I love [G] you still.
And [D] she's a Mack, the [Am] ranger's daughter and [F] the bride of [G] Sponsal Hill.
[Dm] .
[C] [Dm] .
[Am] [G] [Dm] .
[C] [Am] .
[Dm] .
[C] [Dm] .
[C] [Dm] .
[C] [Am] .
[Dm] [G].
It's been a somber [D] morning I [Bm].
thought I heard [A] a bell.
Over [G] the hills and the valley [D] sounding [Bm] in notes that seemed [C] to tell.
Of [G] a glorious King [D] of Angels, [Bm] His choice, His blessings [G] fell.
On that curious Lord [D] of Nature, Oh cross of Sponsal Hill.
[A] .
[Dm] .
[C] [Dm] .
[C] [G] [Dm] .
[C] [Am] .
[Dm] .
[Am] [Dm] .
[C] [Dm] .
[C] [Am] .
[C] [D] .
Key:
Dm
G
Am
C
D
Dm
G
Am
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
Last night as I lay _ dreaming of pleasant days gone by.
My mind been bent on _ rumbling to Ireland I did fly.
_ _ I leapt on board a _ Virgin and I followed it with a will.
Till I gladly came to anchor at the cross of Sponsal Hill.
_ _ _ And _ when our duty did commence we all knelt down in prayer _ .
In hopes for to be _ ready to climb the golden stair.
And when back home _ returning we danced with the right good will.
Oh to Martin _ Moylan's music at [C] the cross of [G] Sponsal Hill _ _ .
_ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ .
_ [C] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ .
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ .
[G] _ [C] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ .
_ [D] _ _ It been the _ [Am] _ .
23rd of [F] June the day [G] before the fair.
_ [Dm] Sure e'er sons [Am].
and daughters they [Dm] were [F] all [G] assembled there.
[D] The young and the old, [Am] the stout and the bold [F] they came to sport [G] and kill.
But [D] what a curious _ [Am] combination _ [F] at the cross of [G] Sponsal Hill.
So [D] I paid a [Am] flying visit to [F] my first and [G] only love.
_ [Dm] She's pure as [Am] any lily [F] and as gentle [G] as a dove.
And [D] she threw her [Am] arms around me [F] saying Mike I love [G] you still.
And [D] she's a Mack, the [Am] ranger's daughter and [F] the bride of [G] Sponsal Hill.
_ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ .
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Dm] _ .
_ _ _ [Am] _ [G] _ [Dm] _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Am] _ .
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_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Dm] _ .
_ _ _ [C] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Am] _ .
_ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ [G].
It's been a somber [D] _ morning I [Bm].
thought I heard [A] a bell.
Over [G] the hills and the valley [D] sounding _ [Bm] in notes that seemed [C] to tell.
Of [G] a glorious King [D] of Angels, [Bm] His choice, His blessings [G] fell.
On that curious Lord [D] of Nature, Oh cross _ of _ Sponsal Hill.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ .
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Dm] _ .
_ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ [Dm] _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Am] _ .
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_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ [Dm] _ .
_ _ _ [C] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Am] _ .
_ _ _ [C] _ _ [D] _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
Last night as I lay _ dreaming of pleasant days gone by.
My mind been bent on _ rumbling to Ireland I did fly.
_ _ I leapt on board a _ Virgin and I followed it with a will.
Till I gladly came to anchor at the cross of Sponsal Hill.
_ _ _ And _ when our duty did commence we all knelt down in prayer _ .
In hopes for to be _ ready to climb the golden stair.
And when back home _ returning we danced with the right good will.
Oh to Martin _ Moylan's music at [C] the cross of [G] Sponsal Hill _ _ .
_ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ .
_ [C] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ .
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ .
[G] _ [C] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ .
_ [D] _ _ It been the _ [Am] _ .
23rd of [F] June the day [G] before the fair.
_ [Dm] Sure e'er sons [Am].
and daughters they [Dm] were [F] all [G] assembled there.
[D] The young and the old, [Am] the stout and the bold [F] they came to sport [G] and kill.
But [D] what a curious _ [Am] combination _ [F] at the cross of [G] Sponsal Hill.
So [D] I paid a [Am] flying visit to [F] my first and [G] only love.
_ [Dm] She's pure as [Am] any lily [F] and as gentle [G] as a dove.
And [D] she threw her [Am] arms around me [F] saying Mike I love [G] you still.
And [D] she's a Mack, the [Am] ranger's daughter and [F] the bride of [G] Sponsal Hill.
_ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ .
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Dm] _ .
_ _ _ [Am] _ [G] _ [Dm] _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Am] _ .
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_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Am] _ .
_ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ [G].
It's been a somber [D] _ morning I [Bm].
thought I heard [A] a bell.
Over [G] the hills and the valley [D] sounding _ [Bm] in notes that seemed [C] to tell.
Of [G] a glorious King [D] of Angels, [Bm] His choice, His blessings [G] fell.
On that curious Lord [D] of Nature, Oh cross _ of _ Sponsal Hill.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ .
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Dm] _ .
_ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ [Dm] _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Am] _ .
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