Spanish Lady
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<BR> As I came down through Dublin City<br> At the hour of twelve at night<br> Who should I see but the Spanish lady<br> Washing her feet by candlelight<br> First she washed them, then she dried them<br> Over a fire of amber coal<br> In all my life I ne'er did see<br> A maid so sweet about the sole<br> <br> <i>[Chorus:]</i><br> Whack for the toora loora laddy<br> Whack for the toora loora lay<br> Whack for the toora loora laddy<br> Whack for the toora loora lay<br> <br> As I came back through Dublin City<br> At the hour of half past eight<br> Who should I spy but the Spanish lady<br> Brushing her hair in the broad daylight<br> First she tossed it, then she brushed it<br> On her lap was a silver comb<br> In all my life I ne'er did see<br> A maid so fair since I did roam<br> <br> <i>[Chorus]</i><br> <br> As I went back through Dublin City<br> As the sun began to set<br> Who should I spy but the Spanish lady<br> Catching a moth in a golden net<br> When she saw me, then she fled me<br> Lifting her petticoat over her knee<br> In all my life I ne'er did see<br> A maid so shy as the Spanish lady<br> <br> <i>[Chorus]</i><br> <BR><BR> <i>[Thanks to marcus for these lyrics]</i><br> <BR>
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