Spancil Hill Christy Moore

Spancil Hill

Christy Moore

Virginia

86
0:00 4:46
Tuning Standard (E A D G B E)
Beat 6/8
Key: Cm
Capo:
Fret 5
Strumming 1

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Lyrics

[Intro]
| Gm - | F - | -

[Verse 1]
C
Gm     Gm             F                    C         Gm
  Last night as I lay dreaming of pleasant days gone by
                                 F             C
My mind been bent on rambling to Ireland I did fly
  Gm                              F               C
I stepped on board a vision and I followed with a will
      Gm              F                      C       Gm
And I shortly came to anchor at the cross in Spancil Hill

[Verse 2]
  Gm             F
Delighted by the novelty,
          C      Gm
enchanted by the scene.
                             F           C
Where in me early boyhood so often I had been.
  Gm                             F               C
I thought I heard a murmur and I think I hear it still.
         Gm               F                    C
It's the little stream of water but flows down Spancil
Gm
Hill.

[Verse 3]
    Gm             F
To amuse a passing fancy,
            C      Gm
I laid down on the ground.
And all my school companions,
     F                C
they shortly gathered round.
     Gm
When we were home returning,
   F                       C
we danced with bright good will
   Gm               F
To Martin Monahan's music,
                C       Gm
at the cross at Spancil Hill.

[Verse 4]
        Gm           F                      C         Gm
It been on the twentythird of June the day before the fair
                                     F
When Irelands sons and daughters and friends assembled
C
there
    Gm
The young, the old, the brave, the bold,
    F                  C
the came their duty to fulfill
       Gm               F
At the parish church in Clooney,
            C       Gm
a mile from Spancil Hill

[Verse 5]
  Gm             F                      C          Gm
I went to see me neighbours to see what they might say
The old ones were all dead and gone,
    F                  C
the young ones turning grey
  Gm
I met the tailor Quigley,
        F            C
he's as bold as ever still
Ah,
   Gm              F                        C       Gm
he used to make me britches when I lived at Spancil Hill

[Verse 6]
  Gm            F                     C    Gm
I paid a flying visit to my first and only love
                               F           C
She's as white as any lily and gentle as a dove
    Gm
She threw her arms around me,
       F                 C
saying Johnny I love you still
Ah,
      Gm             F                      C      Gm
she's now a farmer's daughter and the pride of Spancil Hill

[Verse 7]
  Gm                 F                    C       Gm
I dreamt I knelt and kissed her as in the days of yore
Ah,
                             F               C
Johnny you're only joking as many the time before
         Gm
Then the cock he crew in the morning,
   F                  C
he crew both loud and shrill
       Gm          F
And I awoke in California,
                C       Gm
many miles from Spancil Hill

Bars

[Intro]
| Gm - | F - | -

[Verse 1]
                 C | Gm - |
| Gm - | F - | - C | Gm - |
| -  - | - - | F - | C  - |
| Gm - | - - | F - | C  - |
| Gm - | F - | - C | Gm - |

Last night as I lay dreaming of pleasant days gone by
My mind been bent on rambling to Ireland I did fly
I stepped on board a vision and I followed with a will
And I shortly came to anchor at the cross in Spancil Hill

[Verse 2]
| Gm - | F - | - C | Gm - |
| -  - | - - | F - | C  - |
| Gm - | - - | F - | C  - |
| Gm - | F - | - C | Gm - |

Delighted by the novelty,
enchanted by the scene.
Where in me early boyhood so often I had been.
I thought I heard a murmur and I think I hear it still.
It's the little stream of water but flows down Spancil
Hill.

[Verse 3]
| Gm - | F - | - C | Gm - |
| -  - | - - | F - | C  - |
| Gm - | - - | F - | C  - |
| Gm - | F - | - C | Gm - |

To amuse a passing fancy,
I laid down on the ground.
And all my school companions,
they shortly gathered round.
When we were home returning,
we danced with bright good will
To Martin Monahan's music,
at the cross at Spancil Hill.

[Verse 4]
| Gm - | F - | - C | Gm - |
| -  - | - - | F - | C  - |
| Gm - | - - | F - | C  - |
| Gm - | F - | - C | Gm - |

It been on the twentythird of June the day before the fair
When Irelands sons and daughters and friends assembled
there
The young, the old, the brave, the bold,
the came their duty to fulfill
At the parish church in Clooney,
a mile from Spancil Hill

[Verse 5]
| Gm - | F - | - C | Gm - |
| -  - | - - | F - | C  - |
| Gm - | - - | F - | C  - |
| Gm - | F - | - C | Gm - |

I went to see me neighbours to see what they might say
The old ones were all dead and gone,
the young ones turning grey
I met the tailor Quigley,
he's as bold as ever still
Ah,
he used to make me britches when I lived at Spancil Hill

[Verse 6]
| Gm - | F - | - C | Gm - |
| -  - | - - | F - | C  - |
| Gm - | - - | F - | C  - |
| Gm - | F - | - C | Gm - |

I paid a flying visit to my first and only love
She's as white as any lily and gentle as a dove
She threw her arms around me,
saying Johnny I love you still
Ah,
she's now a farmer's daughter and the pride of Spancil Hill

[Verse 7]
| Gm - | F - | - C | Gm - |
| -  - | - - | F - | C  - |
| Gm - | - - | F - | C  - |
| Gm - | F - | - C | Gm - |

I dreamt I knelt and kissed her as in the days of yore
Ah,
Johnny you're only joking as many the time before
Then the cock he crew in the morning,
he crew both loud and shrill
And I awoke in California,
many miles from Spancil Hill

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