"Spancil Hill"
                                             The Corrs

Transcribed by ViviEatWorld

***Note: I'll check it's 100% okay later... =) By now I think it's good.***


Intro:  Am  Asus4  Am  Asus4  x 2

      Am              G                   Em       Am
Last night as I lay dreaming of pleasant days gone by,
                                   C             G
My mind being bent on rambling, to Ireland I did fly.
    Am                           C                 G
I stepped on board a vision and followed with the wind,
      Am            G                          Em     Am
Till next I came to anchor at the cross near Spancil Hill.


Am  Asus4  Am  Asus4  x 2


      Am           G               Em       Am
T'was on the 23rd June, the day before the fair,
                                       C                 G
When lreland's sons and daughters and friends assembled there.
     Am                                   C                  G
The young, the old, the brave, the bold, came their duty to fill,
        Am                G                       Em     Am
At the parish church at Cluney, just a mile from Spancil Hill.


Am  Asus4  Am  Asus4  x 2


   Am             G                      Em        Am
I went to see my neighbors to hear what they might say:
                                          C                   G
The old ones were all dead and gone; the young ones, turning gray.
  Am                            C             G
I met the tailor Quigley, he's bold as ever still,
         Am               G                       Em     Am
Sure he used to mend my britches when I lived at Spancil Hill.


Am  Asus4  Am  Asus4  x 2


   Am            G                    Em   Am
I paid a flying visit to my first and only love.
                            C           G
She's fair as any lily and gentle as a dove.
     Am                               C                   G
She threw her arms around me saying "Johnny, I love you still".
        Am                 G                         Em     Am
She was Meg, the farmer's daughter and the pride of Spancil Hill.
         Am                 G                        Em     Am
She was Meg, the farmer's daughter and the pride of Spancil Hill.


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