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From The Jug of Punch, Popular Irish Pub Songs recorded at SixCat Studio in Sheridan, OR, March, 2007. |
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From The Jug of Punch, Popular Irish Pub Songs recorded at SixCat Studio in Sheridan, OR, March, 2007. |
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The Spanish Lady
© 2007 by Paul Espinoza,
Forest Moon Music,
BMI, all rights reserved
As
I came down through Dublin City at the hour of twelve at night,
Who should I see but a Spanish lady washing her feet by candle light.
First she washed them, then she dried them o’er a fire of amber coal,
In all my life I ne’er did see a maid so sweet about the sole.
Whack for the toora loora laddy, Whack for the toora loora lay,
Whack for the toora loora laddy, Whack for the toora loora lay.
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 tossed it, then she brushed 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.
Whack for the toora loora laddy, Whack for the
toora loora lay,
Whack for the toora loora laddy, Whack for the toora loora lay.
As I went back through
Dublin city as the sun began to set,
Who should I spy but the Spanish lady
First she spied me, then she fled me, lifting her petticoat o’er her knee,
In all my life I ne’er did see z maid so shy as the Spanish lady.
Whack for the toora loora laddy, Whack for the
toora loora lay,
Whack for the toora loora laddy, Whack for the toora loora lay.
Up and around the Glouster diamond and back by Napper Tandy’s house.
Old age has her hand laid 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.
Whack for the toora loora laddy, Whack for the
toora loora lay,
Whack for the toora loora laddy, Whack for the toora loora lay.
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