Spanish Lady

As I came down through Dublin City, at the hour of twelve at night,Who should I spy, but a Spanish LadyWashing her feet by the candlelightFirst she washed them,then she dried themOver a fire of amber coalsIn all me life I ne'er did see, a maid so sweet about the soulChorusWhack for the Too Rye Ooh Ray Lady,whack for the Too Rye Ooh Rye AyeAs 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 daylightFirst she brushed it , then she tossed itOn her lap was a silver combIn all me life I ne'er did see, a maid so fair since I did roam.ChorusAs I returned to Dublin City, as the sun began to setWho should I spy but a Spanish ladyCatching a moth, in a golden net.First she saw me, then she fled meLifted her petticoats o'er her kneeIn all me life I ne'er did see, a maid so fair as the Spanish LadyChorusIve wandered North, and I have wonder SouthThrough Stoney Barter and Patricks CloseUp and around, by the Gloucester DiamondAnd back by Napper Tandys' houseAuld age has laid her hands on meCold as a fire of ashy coals....But, there is the love of me Spanish Lady, a maid so sweet about the soulChorus x 2