The Spanish Lady lyrics
Song information
Artist: The Woods Band
Album: Music From The Four Corners Of Hell
Lyrics
As I roved out thro' dublin city
At the hour of twelve o' the 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 amber coal
In all my life I ne'er did see
A maid so neat about the sole
Chorus:
Whack for the too-ra loo-ra-laddy
Whack for the too-ra loo-ra-lee
Whack for the too-ra loo-ra-laddy
What for the too-ra loo-ra-lee
As I came back through dublin city
At the hour of half-past eight
Who should I spy but the spanish lady
Brushing her hair in broad daylight
First she toss'd it, then she brushed it
On her lap was a silver comb
In all my life I ne'er did see
So fair a maid since I did roam
Chorus:
Whack for the too-ra loo-ra-laddy
Whack for the too-ra loo-ra-lee
Whack for the too-ra loo-ra-laddy
What for the too-ra loo-ra-lee
As I went down thro' dublin city
When 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 petticoat over the knee
In all my life I ne'er did spy
A maid so blithe as the spanish lady
Chorus:
Whack for the too-ra loo-ra-laddy
Whack for the too-ra loo-ra-lee
Whack for the too-ra loo-ra-laddy
What for the too-ra loo-ra-lee
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
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