The Corrs - Spancill Hill lyrics

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 June the day before the fair When lreland'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 neighbors 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