Luyện nghe bài hát Spancill Hill

[Arrangement: KF Tradional]

Last night as I lay
of pleasant days by,
Me been bent on rambling,
to I did fly,
I on board a vision
and followed a will
Till next I to anchor
at the cross near Hill.

by the novelty,
enchanted the scene,
Where in me early - often I had been,
I I heard a murmur
and I I hear it still
It's the little stream of
that flows Spancill Hill.

To amuse a fancy
I lay on the ground,
And all my school
they gathered round
When we were returning
we danced bright goodwill,
To Martin Moynahan's
at the at Spancill Hill.

It was on the of June,
the day the fair
Ireland's sons and daughters
and all there,
The young, the old, the brave, the
came duty to fulfil,
At the church in Clooney,
a from Spancill Hill.

I went to see me
to see they might say,
The old they were dead and gone,
the young turning grey,
I met the tailor Quigley, he was bold as still,
he used to make my britches
when I lived at Hill.

I paid a visit to me first and only love,
She's as fair as any and gentle as a dove,
She her arms around me
"Johnny I love you still",
She was a daughter,
the pride of Hill.

Well I I hugged and kissed her
as in the of yore
She said "Johnny you're joking"
as the times before,
The cock in the morning,
he crew loud and shrill
And I in California,
miles from Spancill Hill.