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The Spanish Lady

The Johnstons
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As I came down through Dublin City At the hour of twelve at night Who should I spy but a Spanish Lady Washing her feet by candlelight First she washed them, then she dried them Over a fire of angry coal In all my life I ne'er did see A maid so neat about the soul Whack for the too-ra loo-ra laddy Whack for the too-ra loo-ra lay Whack for the too-ra loo-ra laddy Whack for the too-ra loo-ra lay As I came back through Dublin City At the hour of half past eight Who should I spy but a Spanish Lady Brushing her hair in the broad daylight First she brushed it, then she tossed it On her lap was a silver comb In all my life I ne'er did see A maid so fair since I did roam Whack for the too-ra loo-ra laddy Whack for the too-ra loo-ra lay Whack for the too-ra loo-ra laddy Whack for the too-ra loo-ra lay As I came back through Dublin City As the sun began to set Who should I spy but a Spanish Lady Catching a moth in a golden net When she saw me then she fled me Lifting her petticoats over her knee In all my life I ne'er did see A maid so fair as the Spanish Lady Whack for the too-ra loo-ra laddy Whack for the too-ra loo-ra lay Whack for the too-ra loo-ra laddy Whack for the too-ra loo-ra lay I've wandered north and I've wandered south Through Stoneybatter and Patrick's Close Up and around by the Gloucester Diamond And back by Napper's and his house Old age has laid her hand on me Cold as a fire of ashy coal But where is the lovely Spanish Lady Neat and sweet about the soul Whack for the too-ra loo-ra laddy Whack for the too-ra loo-ra lay Whack for the too-ra loo-ra laddy Whack for the too-ra loo-ra lay Whack for the too-ra loo-ra laddy Whack for the too-ra loo-ra lay Whack for the too-ra loo-ra laddy Whack for the too-ra loo-ra lay