[Verse 1]
Last night as I lay dreaming
Of pleasant days gone by
My mind was bent on rambling
To Boston I did fly
I stepped onboard a vision
And I followed with the wind
When next I came to anchor
At the rocks on Fairmount Hill
[Verse 2]
It was on the 23rd of June
The day before the fair
When Boston's sons and daughters
And friends assembled there
The young, the old, the brave and the bold
Came, their duty to fulfill
At the parish church on Thatcher
A mile from Fairmount Hill
[Verse 3]
I went to see old friends there
To see what they might say
The old ones were all dead and gone
The young ones turning gray
I met the broker Hughes
He's as odd as ever still
See I used to crash at his mother's house
When I hung on Fairmount Hill
[Verse 4]
I paid a flying visit
To my first and only love
She's as white as any lily
And as gentle as a dove
She threw her arm around me
Saying, "Andy, I love you still"
Oh, she's one Miss Bazo Bailey
The pride of Fairmount Hill
[Verse 5]
I dreamt I'd fought a violent war
For the hand of this darling gal
Against an angry jealous foe
By the name of Danny Gill
The clock, it rang in the morning
It rang both loud and shrill
When I awoke in California
Many miles from Fairmount Hill
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