on rambling to Ireland I did fly I stepped on board a vision and I followed with the wind And I shortly came to anchor at the cross of Spancill Hill
I love you still She was Meg the farmer's daughter And the pride of Spancill Hill She was Meg the farmer's daughter And the pride of Spancill Hill
Tradução: The Corrs. Spancill Hill.
bent on rambling to Ireland I did fly I stepped on board a vision and I followed with the wind And I shortly came to anchor at the cross of Spancill Hill