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Last night as I lay dreaming of pleasant days gone by<br />My mind was spent on rambling to Boston I did fly<br />I stepped on board a vision and I followed with the wind<br />When next I came to anchor at the rocks on Fairmount Hill<br />It was on the 23rd of June the day before the fair<br />When Boston sons and daughters and friends assemble there<br />The young, the old, the brave, and the bold<br />Came there till they took their fill<br />At the parish church of Thatcher, a mile from Fairmount Hill<br /><br />I went to see old friends there, to see what they might say<br />The old ones were all dead and gone, the young ones turning gray<br />I met the broker Hughes, he's as odd as ever, still<br />See I used to crash at his mother's house, when I hung on Fairmount Hill<br /><br />I paid a flying visit to my first and only love<br />She's as white as any lily, and as gentle as a dove<br />She threw her arm around me saying Andy I love ya still<br />Oh, she's one Miss Fayes O'Bailey, the pride of Fairmount Hill<br /><br />I dreamt I fought a violent war for the hand of this darling gal<br />Against an angry jealous fool by the name of Danny Gill<br />The clock it rang in the morning, it rang both loud and shrill<br />When I awoke in California, many miles from Fairmount Hill
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Last night as I lay dreaming of pleasant days gone by<br />My mind was spent on rambling to Boston I did fly<br />I stepped on board a vision and I followed with the wind<br />When next I came to anchor at the rocks on Fairmount Hill<br />It was on the 23rd of June the day before the fair<br />When Boston sons and daughters and friends assemble there<br />The young, the old, the brave, and the bold<br />Came there till they took their fill<br />At the parish church of Thatcher, a mile from Fairmount Hill<br /><br />I went to see old friends there, to see what they might say<br />The old ones were all dead and gone, the young ones turning gray<br />I met the broker Hughes, he's as odd as ever, still<br />See I used to crash at his mother's house, when I hung on Fairmount Hill<br /><br />I paid a flying visit to my first and only love<br />She's as white as any lily, and as gentle as a dove<br />She threw her arm around me saying Andy I love ya still<br />Oh, she's one Miss Fayes O'Bailey, the pride of Fairmount Hill<br /><br />I dreamt I fought a violent war for the hand of this darling gal<br />Against an angry jealous fool by the name of Danny Gill<br />The clock it rang in the morning, it rang both loud and shrill<br />When I awoke in California, many miles from Fairmount Hill
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