Capo 2 [Verse] Last night as I lay dreaming of pleasant days gone by                       My mind was bent on rambling and to Boston I did fly                           I stepped on board a vision and I followed with the will                      Till at last I came to anchor at the rocks on Fairmount Hill                      [Verse] It was on the 23rd of June one 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                           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] 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 Fayes O’Bailey the pride of Fairmount Hill                         I dreamt I’d fought a violent war for the hand of this darling gal                       A-gainst an angry jealous foe by the name of Danny Gill                        [Outro] The clock it rang in the morning it rang both loud and shrill                     When I awoke in Cali-fornia many miles from Fairmount Hill