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Spanish
Lady G As I went out through Dublin City C G D At the hour of twelve o' the night G Who should I see but the Spanish lady C G D Washing her feet by candlelight G C D First she washed them, then she dried them G C D Over a fire of amber coals G C In all my life I ne'er did see Am Em D A maid so neat about the sole G Whack for the toora loora laddy C G D Whack for the toora loora lay G Whack for the toora loora laddy C G D G Whack for the toora loora lay As I went out through Dublin City At the hour of half past eight Who do I see but the Spanish lady Combing her hair so trim and neat First she brushed it, then she combed it On her lap was a silver comb In all my life I never did see A maid so sweet since I did roam As I walked out through Dublin City As the sun began to set Who should I see but the Spanish lady Catch a moth in her golden net First she spied me, then she fled me Hitching her petticoat over her knee In all my life ne'er did I see A maid so fair as the Spanish Lady |
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