Luyện nghe bài hát Spancill Hill

(traditional)

One night as he lay dreaming of days gone by
His being bent on rambling to lreland he did fly
he on a vision and he followed with the wind,
when at last he came to at the cross of Spancill Hill.

Then on the 23rd of June the day the fair,
When Ireland's sons and and
assembled there.
The and the old, the brave and
the bold cametheir dutie to
At the Church 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 young ones grey.
He met with tailor Quigley he's as funny as still,
Johnny to patch his britches
when he lived in Hill.

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

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