Spanish Lady

G Em Am D7 As I came down thru Dublin city at the hour of twelve at night G Em Am D7 Who should I see but a Spanish Lady, washing her feet by candlelight G Em G D First she washed them then she dried them over a fire of amber coals G Em Am D7 In all my life I ne'er did see a maid so sweet about the soul G Em Whack for the toora loora laddy Am D7 Whack for the toora loora lay G Em Whack for the toora loora laddy Am D7 Whack for the toora loora lay G Em Am D7 As I came back thru Dublin city at the hour of half past eight G Em Am D7 Who should I see but the Spanish lady brushing her hair in broad daylight G Em G D First she tossed it then she combed it, on her lap was a silver comb G Em Am D7 In all my life I ne'er did see a maid so fair since I did roam G Em Whack for the toora loora laddy Am D7 Whack for the toora loora lay G Em Whack for the toora loora laddy Am D7 Whack for the toora loora lay G Em Am D7 As I came back thru Dublin city as the sun began to set G Em Am D7 Who should I see but the Spanish lady catching a moth in a golden net G Em G D When see saw me then she fled me lifting her petticoat over her knee G Em Am D7 In all my life I ne'er did see a maid so shy as the Spanish Lady G Em Whack for the toora loora laddy Am D7 Whack for the toora loora lay G Em Whack for the toora loora laddy Am D7 Whack for the toora loora lay G Em Am D7 I've wandered north and south through Stoneybatter and Patrick's Close G Em Am D7 Up and around the by the Gloucester Diamond and back by Napper Tandy's house G Em G D Old age has laid her hand on me cold as a fire of ashy coals G Em Am D7 In all my life I ne'er did see a maid so sweet as the Spanish Lady