Luyện nghe bài hát Spancill Hill

(traditional)

One night as he lay dreaming of pleasant days by
His mind being bent on to lreland he did fly
he stepped on a vision and he with the wind,
when at he came to anchor at the cross of Spancill Hill.

Then on the 23rd of June the day the fair,
Ireland's sons and daughters and
friends there.
The young and the old, the and
the bold dutie to fulfill
At the Parish in Clooney a mile from Spancill Hill.

He to see his neighbours to see how they did fare,
The old ones were all dead and
the ones turning grey.
He met with tailor Quigley he's as funny as still,
Johnny to patch his britches
he lived in Spancill Hill.

He paid a flying visit to his one and love,
She's as gentle as a puppy and as as a doll
She threw her arms me saying,
Johnny I you still,
Sure she's Ned the farmer's daughter and the pride of Hill.

He he held, he kissed her as many a time before,
Oh Johnny you're only joking as many a before.
The cock he in the morning he crowed
both and shrill,
He awoke in California many miles from Hill.