Spancil Hill - Christy Moore | Guitar Chords

[Intro]
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Gm | F 

[Verse 1]
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C Gm     Gm             F                    C         Gm
    Last night as I lay dreaming of pleasant days gone by
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My mind been bent on rambling to Ireland I did fly
  Gm                              F               C
I stepped on board a vision and I followed with a will
      Gm              F                      C       Gm
And I shortly came to anchor at the cross in Spancil Hill

[Verse 2]
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  Gm             F                  C      Gm
Delighted by the novelty, enchanted by the scene.
                             F           C
Where in me early boyhood so often I had been.
  Gm                             F               C
I thought I heard a murmur and I think I hear it still.
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It's the little stream of water but flows down Spancil Hill.

[Verse 3]
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    Gm             F                  C      Gm
To amuse a passing fancy, I laid down on the ground.
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And all my school companions, they shortly gathered round.
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When we were home returning, we danced with bright good will
   Gm               F                      C       Gm
To Martin Monahan's music, at the cross at Spancil Hill.

[Verse 4]
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        Gm           F                      C         Gm
It been on the twentythird of June the day before the fair
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When Irelands sons and daughters and friends assembled there
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The young, the old, the brave, the bold, the came their duty to fulfill
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At the parish church in Clooney, a mile from Spancil Hill

[Verse 5]
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  Gm             F                      C          Gm
I went to see me neighbours to see what they might say
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The old ones were all dead and gone, the young ones turning grey
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I met the tailor Quigley, he's as bold as ever still
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Ah, he used to make me britches when I lived at Spancil Hill

[Verse 6]
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  Gm            F                     C    Gm
I paid a flying visit to my first and only love
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She's as white as any lily and gentle as a dove
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She threw her arms around me, saying Johnny I love you still
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Ah, she's now a farmer's daughter and the pride of Spancil Hill

[Verse 7]
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  Gm                 F                    C       Gm
I dreamt I knelt and kissed her as in the days of yore
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Ah, Johnny you're only joking as many the time before
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Then the cock he crew in the morning, he crew both loud and shrill
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And I awoke in California, many miles from Spancil Hill