The Dubliners - Spancil Hill lyrics

Last night as I lay dreaming of pleasant days gone by Me mind being bent on rambling, to Ireland I did fly I stepped on board a vision, and I followed with a will 'Til next I came to anchor at the cross at Spancil Hill It being on the 23rd of June, the day before the fair When Ireland's sons and daughters and friends a**embled there The young, the old, the brave and the bold came, their duty to fulfill At the parish church in Clooney, a mile from Spancil Hill I went to see me neighbors, to see what they might say The old ones were all dead and gone, the young ones turning gray But I met the tailor Quigley, he's as bold as ever still Ah, he used to mend me britches when I lived in Spancil Hill I paid a flying visit to my first and only love She's as white as any lily, gentle as a dove And she threw her arms around me saying, "Johnny, I love you still" As she's Nell the farmer's daughter and the pride of Spancil Hill I dreamed I held and kissed her as in the days of yore Ah Johnny, you're only jokin', as many's the time before Then the co*k, he crew in the morning, he crew both loud and shrill I awoke in California, many miles from Spancil Hill