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The Prodigals
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Spancil Hill
Lyricist：J. Marks
Last night as I lay dreaming of pleasant days gone by
My mind being bent on rambling to Ireland I did fly
I stepped on board a vision and I followed with a will
At last I came to anchor at the cross at Spancil Hill
Hey hey, yippee-yi-yay, yippee-yi-yoh
A ghost rider's in the sky
It being on the twenty-third of June the day before the fair
All Ireland's sons and daughters in crowds assembled there
The young, the old, the brave, the bold, their duties to fulfill
There was pleasant conversation at the cross at Spancil Hill
Hey hey, yippee-yi-yay, yippee-yi-yoh
A ghost rider's in the sky
I went to see my neighbors to see what they might say
The old ones were all dead and gone, the young ones turning gray
I met old Tailor Quigley, he's as bold as ever still
He used to mend my britches when I lived at Spancil Hill
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Hey hey, yippee-yi-yay, yippee-yi-yoh
A ghost rider's in the sky
I paid a flying visit to my first and only love
She's as young as any lily and as gentle as a dove
She threw her arms around me saying, 'Johnny I love you still'
She's was the farmer's daughter the pride of Spancil Hill
Hey hey, yippee-yi-yay, yippee-yi-yoh
A ghost rider's in the sky
I asked her would she marry me as in the days of yore
She said, 'Johnny, you're only joking, as many a time before'
The cock he crew in the morning, he crew both loud and shrill
I awoke in California, many miles from Spancil Hill
Hey hey, yippee-yi-yay, yippee-yi-yoh
A ghost rider's in the sky
Yippee-yi-yay, yippee-yi-yoh
A ghost rider's in the sky
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