The Spanish Lady
Paddy Reilly
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|  | As I went down to | Dublin City | At the | hour of | twelve at | night; | 
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|  | Who  should  I  see  but a | Spanish Lady, | Washing her | feet by | candle | light | 
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|  | First she washed them, | then she dried them | Over a fire of | amber coals | 
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| In | all my life I | never did see a | maid so | sweet a | bout the | soul! | 
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|  | Whack for the Toora | Loora Laddy - | Whack for the | Toora | Loora | Lay! | 
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|  | Whack for the Toora | Loora Laddy - | Whack for the | Toora | Loora | Lay! | 
  
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|  | As I came back through | Dublin city | at the | hour of | half past | eight; | 
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|  | Who should I see but the | Spanish lady, | brushing her | hair in | broad day | light | 
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|  | First she tossed it, | then she combed it | on her lap  was a | silver comb | 
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|  | In all my life I | never did see a | maid so | fair since | I did | roam! | 
| Whack for the Toora Loora Laddy - Whack for the Toora Loora Lay... |  | 
  
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|  | As I went back through | Dublin city | as the | sun be | gan to | set; | 
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|  | Who should I see but the | Spanish lady, | catching a | moth in a | golden | net! | 
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|  | When she saw me | then she fled me | lifting her pettycoat | over her knee | 
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|  | In all my life I | never did see a | maid so | shy as the | Spanish La | dy! | 
| Whack for the Toora Loora Laddy - Whack for the Toora Loora Lay... |  | 
  
| As I was leaving Dublin city On that morning sad of heart; |  | 
| Lonely was I for the Spanish lady, Now that forever we must part! |  | 
| But still I always will remember All the hours we did enjoy |  | 
| But then she left me sad at parting Gone forever was my joy! |  | 
| Whack for the Toora Loora Laddy - Whack for the Toora Loora Lay... |  | 
  
 
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