Chords for Spancil Hill - The Corrs (Lyrics on Screen)
Tempo:
104.1 bpm
Chords used:
G
Am
F
C
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G] [C] [Em]
[G] [Am] [G] [Am] [G]
[Am] [G] [F#]
[G] Last [F#] [Em]
[Am] night I was [G] silent dreaming Of pleasant days [Am] gone by
My mind's been bent on rambling [C] To Ireland I [G] did fly
[Am] I stepped on port-a-vision [C] And followed with [G] a will
Till [Am] next night came [G] to anchor at The cross near Spencil [Am] Hill
T'was on the [G] 23rd of June The day before [Am] the fair
When our loved sons and daughters [C] And friends [G] assembled there
[Am] Beyond the old staffer and the bulge [C] Came the shooting [G] to fill
At [Am] the parish church [G] at Clooney Just a mile from [Am] Spencil Hill
I [D] [Am]
[C] [F]
[G] [F]
[Em] [F]
[Em] [Am]
went to see [G] my neighbours To hear what they [Am] might say
The old ones were all dead and gone The young ones [G] turning grey
[Am] I met the teller wiggly [C] He's bold as [G] ever still
Sure [Am] he used to mend [G] my bridges When I lived at [Am] Spencil Hill
I paid a [G] flying visit To my first and only [Am] love
She's fair as an early [C] And gentle as [G] a dove
She [Am] flew her arms around me [C] Saying, Johnny, I love [G] you still
She [Am] was Meg, the [G] farmer's daughter And the pride of [Am] Spencil Hill
She was Meg, the [G] farmer's daughter And the pride of [Am] Spencil Hill
[G] [F#] [G]
[F#] [Em] [Am] [G]
[F#] [G] [Am]
[Em] [A] [G] [A]
[Em] [Am]
[G] [Am] [Em]
[Am]
[D] [Am] [F]
[G] [Am] [G]
[F] [G]
[Am] [G] [F]
[G] [Am]
[G] [Am]
[F] [G] [Am]
[D] [Am] [F]
[G] [Am] [G]
[F] [E] [Em]
[Am] [G] [F]
[E] [G] [Am]
[G] [C] [F]
[N]
[G] [Am] [G] [Am] [G]
[Am] [G] [F#]
[G] Last [F#] [Em]
[Am] night I was [G] silent dreaming Of pleasant days [Am] gone by
My mind's been bent on rambling [C] To Ireland I [G] did fly
[Am] I stepped on port-a-vision [C] And followed with [G] a will
Till [Am] next night came [G] to anchor at The cross near Spencil [Am] Hill
T'was on the [G] 23rd of June The day before [Am] the fair
When our loved sons and daughters [C] And friends [G] assembled there
[Am] Beyond the old staffer and the bulge [C] Came the shooting [G] to fill
At [Am] the parish church [G] at Clooney Just a mile from [Am] Spencil Hill
I [D] [Am]
[C] [F]
[G] [F]
[Em] [F]
[Em] [Am]
went to see [G] my neighbours To hear what they [Am] might say
The old ones were all dead and gone The young ones [G] turning grey
[Am] I met the teller wiggly [C] He's bold as [G] ever still
Sure [Am] he used to mend [G] my bridges When I lived at [Am] Spencil Hill
I paid a [G] flying visit To my first and only [Am] love
She's fair as an early [C] And gentle as [G] a dove
She [Am] flew her arms around me [C] Saying, Johnny, I love [G] you still
She [Am] was Meg, the [G] farmer's daughter And the pride of [Am] Spencil Hill
She was Meg, the [G] farmer's daughter And the pride of [Am] Spencil Hill
[G] [F#] [G]
[F#] [Em] [Am] [G]
[F#] [G] [Am]
[Em] [A] [G] [A]
[Em] [Am]
[G] [Am] [Em]
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[D] [Am] [F]
[G] [Am] [G]
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[G] [Am]
[F] [G] [Am]
[D] [Am] [F]
[G] [Am] [G]
[F] [E] [Em]
[Am] [G] [F]
[E] [G] [Am]
[G] [C] [F]
[N]
Key:
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C
Em
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[G] _ [Am] _ _ [G] _ _ [Am] _ _ [G] _
_ [Am] _ _ [G] _ _ [F#] _ _
[G] Last _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [Em] _
_ [Am] night I was [G] silent dreaming Of pleasant days [Am] gone by _
My mind's been bent on rambling [C] To Ireland I [G] did fly _
[Am] I stepped on port-a-vision [C] And followed with [G] a will
Till [Am] next night came [G] to anchor at The cross near Spencil [Am] Hill
T'was on the _ [G] 23rd of June The day before [Am] the fair _
When our loved sons and daughters [C] And friends _ [G] assembled there _
_ [Am] Beyond the old staffer and the bulge [C] Came the shooting [G] to fill
At [Am] the parish church [G] at Clooney Just a mile from [Am] Spencil Hill
I _ _ [D] _ _ [Am] _ _ _
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_ [G] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ went to see [G] my neighbours _ To hear what they [Am] might say
The old ones were all dead and gone The young ones [G] turning grey
[Am] I met the teller _ wiggly [C] He's bold as [G] ever still
Sure [Am] he used to mend [G] my bridges When I lived at [Am] Spencil Hill _ _ _ _ _
I paid a [G] flying visit To my first and only [Am] love _
She's fair as an _ early [C] And gentle as [G] a dove
She [Am] flew her arms around me [C] Saying, Johnny, I love [G] you still
She [Am] was Meg, the [G] farmer's daughter And the pride of [Am] Spencil Hill
She was Meg, the [G] farmer's daughter And the pride of [Am] Spencil Hill
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_ [Am] _ _ [G] _ _ [F#] _ _
[G] Last _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [Em] _
_ [Am] night I was [G] silent dreaming Of pleasant days [Am] gone by _
My mind's been bent on rambling [C] To Ireland I [G] did fly _
[Am] I stepped on port-a-vision [C] And followed with [G] a will
Till [Am] next night came [G] to anchor at The cross near Spencil [Am] Hill
T'was on the _ [G] 23rd of June The day before [Am] the fair _
When our loved sons and daughters [C] And friends _ [G] assembled there _
_ [Am] Beyond the old staffer and the bulge [C] Came the shooting [G] to fill
At [Am] the parish church [G] at Clooney Just a mile from [Am] Spencil Hill
I _ _ [D] _ _ [Am] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ [F] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ went to see [G] my neighbours _ To hear what they [Am] might say
The old ones were all dead and gone The young ones [G] turning grey
[Am] I met the teller _ wiggly [C] He's bold as [G] ever still
Sure [Am] he used to mend [G] my bridges When I lived at [Am] Spencil Hill _ _ _ _ _
I paid a [G] flying visit To my first and only [Am] love _
She's fair as an _ early [C] And gentle as [G] a dove
She [Am] flew her arms around me [C] Saying, Johnny, I love [G] you still
She [Am] was Meg, the [G] farmer's daughter And the pride of [Am] Spencil Hill
She was Meg, the [G] farmer's daughter And the pride of [Am] Spencil Hill
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