[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