Dubliners, Spancil Hill (1977)
^{Key: :[Dm] (w: Michael Considine)}

INTRO: [Dm] [C] [C] [Dm]

VERSE 1:
Last [Dm] night as I lay [C] dreaming, of [C] pleasant days gone [Dm] by
Me [Dm] mind being bent on [Dm] rambling, to [C] Ireland I did [G] fly
I [Dm] stepped on board a [Dm] vision, and I [C] followed with a [G] will
'til [Dm] next I came to [C] anchor at, the [C] cross on Spancil [Dm] Hill

VERSE 2:
It [Dm] being on the twenty-[C]-third of June, the [C] day before the [Dm] fair
When [Dm] Irelands' sons and [Dm] daughters, in [C] crowds assembled [G] there
The [Dm] young, the old, the brave and the [Dm] bold, came their [C] duty to ful-[G]-fill
At the [Dm] parish church in [C] Clooney, a [C] mile from Spancil [Dm] Hill

VERSE 3:
I [Dm] went to see my [C] neighbors, to [C] see what they might [Dm] say
The [Dm] old ones were all [Dm] dead and gone, the [C] young ones turning [G] gray
I [Dm] met with the tailor [Dm] Quigley, he's as [C] bald as ever [G] still
Sure he [Dm] used to make me [C] britches, when I [C] lived in Spancil [Dm] Hill

BREAK: [over VERSE]

VERSE 4:
I [Dm] paid a flying [C] visit, to my [C] first and only [Dm] love
She's as [Dm] white as any [Dm] lily and as [C] gentle as a [G] dove
She [Dm] threw her arms around me, saying [C] Johnny I love you [G] still
She's [Dm] Nell, the farmers [C] daughter, and the [C] pride of Spancil [Dm] Hill

VERSE 5:
I [Dm] dream't I held and [C] kissed her, as [C] in the days of [Dm] yore
Ah [Dm] Johnny you're only [Dm] joking like [C] many's the times be-[G]-fore
The [Dm] cock he crew the [Dm] morning, he [C] crew both loud and [G] shrill
I a-[Dm]-woke in Cali-[C]-forn-i-a, many [C] miles from Spancil [Dm] Hill

END: [C] [C] [Dm] [C] [Dm open]