#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## <[email protected]> [email protected] ([email protected]) Date: Mon, 28 Jun 93 9:21:35 EDT Mailer: Elm [revision: 70.85] The Spanish Lady CAPO none G C G Am D As I came down thru Dublin city at the hour of twelve at night G Am G Am Who should I see but Spanish Lady, Washing her feet by candlelight Em A Em A First she washed them then she dried them over a fire of amber coals G C D7 G C D7 In all my life I ne'er did see a maid so sweet about the soul G CHORUS: Whack for the toora loora laddy C G C D Whack for the toora loora lay G Whack for the toora loora laddy C G C D Whack for the torra loora lay As I came back thru Dublin city at the hour of half past eight Who should I see but the Spanish lady brushing her hair in broad daylight First she tossed it then she combed it on her lap was a silver comb In all my life I ne'er did see a maid so fair since I did roam CHO: As I came back thru Dublin city as the sun began to set Who should I see but the Spanish lady catching a moth in a golden net When see saw me then she fled me lifting her pettycoat over her knee In all my life I ne'er did see a maid so shy as the Spanish Lady CHO: I've wandered north and I've wandered south throu stormy batter and Patricks Close Up and around the by the Glouster Diamond and back by Napper Tandy's house Old age has laid her hand on me cold as a fire of ashy coals In all my life I ne'er did see a maid so sweet as the Spanish Lady
