The Spanish Lady : To Ming and family
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As I went down through Dublin City
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At the hour of twelve at night
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Who should I spy but a Spanish Lady
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Washing her feet by candlelight
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First she washed them then she dried them
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Over a fire of amber coal
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In all my life I ne'er did see
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A maid so sweet about the soul
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(Chorus)
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Whack fo rthe toora loora lie
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whack for the toora loora lay
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Whack fo rthe toora loora lie
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whack for the toora loora lay
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As I came back through Dublin City
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At the hour of half past eight
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Who should I spy but the Spanish lady
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Brushing her hair in the broad daylight
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First she brushed it then she tossed it
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On her lap was a silver comb
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In all my life I ne'er did see
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A maid so fair as the Spanish lady
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(Chorus)
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As I went back through Dublin City
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As the sun began to set
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Who should I spy but the Spanish lady
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Catching a moth in a golden net
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When she saw me then she fled me
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Lifting her petticoat o'er her knee
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In all my life I ne'er did see
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A maid so fair as the Spanish lady
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(Chorus)
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I've wandered North and I've wandered South
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Throug Stonybatter and Patrick's close
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Up and around the Gloster diamond
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And back by napper Tandy's house
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Old age has laid her hand on me
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Cold as a fire of ashy coals
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In all my life I ne'er did see
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A maid so fair as the Spanish lady
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(Chorus)
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The Spanish Lady
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| John McDermott |
