spanish lady

irlanda ezgilerini taşıyan, tatlı mı tatlı bir dubliners şarkısı.

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 the candlelight

First she washed them,then she dried them

Over a fire of amber coals

In all me life I ne'er did see, a maid so sweet about the soul

Chorus

Whack for the Too Rye Ooh Ray Lady,

whack for the Too Rye Ooh Rye Aye

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 the broad daylight

First she brushed it , then she tossed it

On her lap was a silver comb

In all me life I ne'er did see, a maid so fair since I did roam.

Chorus

As I returned to Dublin City, as the sun began to set

Who should I spy but a Spanish lady

Catching a moth, in a golden net.

First she saw me, then she fled me

Lifted her petticoats o'er her knee

In all me life I ne'er did see, a maid so fair as the Spanish Lady

Chorus

Ive wandered North, and I have wonder South

Through Stoney Barter and Patricks Close

Up and around, by the Gloucester Diamond

And back by Napper Tandys' house

Auld age has laid her hands on me

Cold as a fire of ashy coals....

But, there is the love of me Spanish Lady, a maid so sweet about the soul.