Fairmount Hill Chords

Capo 2nd fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Last nighAmt as I lay dreaminGg, of pleasant days gone by Am

My mind wAmas bent on rambling, and to Boston I did fly C G

I sAmtepped on board a vision, and I followed with thCe will G

Till at lasAmt, I came to anchorG at the rocks on Fairmount Hill Am

It was on tAmhe 23rd ofG June, one day before the fair Am

When BostoAmn’s sons and daughters and friends assembled there C G

The younAmg, the old, the brave and the bold, came their duty to fulfill C G

At the parisAmh church on Thatcher, aG mile from Fairmount Hill Am

I wAment to see old friendGs there, to see what they might say Am

The old Amones were all dead and gone, the young ones turning graCy G

I mAmet the broker Hughes, he's as odd as ever stiCll G

See I usedAm to crash at his mother's hGouse, when I hung on Fairmount Hill Am

I pAmaid a flying visiGt to my first and only love Am

She's as whiteAm as any lily, and as gentle as a doCve G

She thrAmew her arm around me saying, "Andy I love you still"C G

Oh, she's one mAmiss Fayes O’Bailey, the priGde of Fairmount Hill Am

I dAmreamt I'd fought a violentG war for the hand of this darling gal Am

A-gaAminst an angry jealous foe by the name of Danny GilCl G

The clocAmk it rang in the morning, Git rang both loud and shrill Am

When I awoke iAmn Cali-fornia, manGy miles from Fairmount Hill Am