Fairmount Hill
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1. Last night as I lay dreaming, of pleasant days gone by,
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my
mind was bent on rambling, and to Boston I did fly.
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I stepped on board a vision,
and I followed with the will,
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when
next I came to anchor at the rocks on Fairmount Hill.
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2. It was on the 23rd of June, one day before the fair,
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when
Boston’s sons and daughters and friends assembled there.
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The young, the old, the brave
and the bold, came their duty to fulfil,
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at
the parish church on Thatcher, a mile from Fairmount Hill.
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3. I went to see old friends there, to see what they might say,
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the
old ones were all dead and gone, the young ones turning gray.
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I met the broker Hughes, he's as odd as ever still,
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see,
I used to crash at his mother's house,
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when
I hung on Fairmount Hill.
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4. I paid a flying visit to my first and only love,
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she's
as white as any lily, and as gentle as a dove.
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She threw her arm around me
saying, "Andy I love you still !"
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Oh, she's one Miss Fayes O’Bailey, the pride of
Fairmount Hill.
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5. I dreamt I'd fought a violent war for the hand of this darling gal
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against
an angry jealous foe by the name of Danny Gill.
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The clock, it rang in the
morning, it rang both loud and shrill,
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when
I awoke in California, many miles from Fairmount Hill.
(orig. = capo 2nd) (Dropkick Murphys)