Spanish Lady Lyrics

As I came down through Dublin City
At the hour of twelve at night
Who should I spy but a Spanish lady
Washing her feet by the candlelightFirst she washed them, then she dried them
Over a fire of amber coals
In all me life I ne'er did see
A maid so sweet about the soulWhack for the Too Rye, ooh, Ray lady
Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Rye ayeAs 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 the broad daylightFirst she brushed it, then she tossed it
On her lap was a silver comb
In all me life I ne'er did see
A maid so fair since I did roamWhack for the Too Rye, ooh, Ray lady
Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Rye ayeAs I returned to Dublin City
As the sun began to set
Who should I spy but a Spanish lady
Catching a moth, in a golden netFirst she saw me, then she fled me

Lifted her petticoats o'er her knee
In all me life I ne'er did see
A maid so fair as the Spanish ladyWhack for the Too Rye, ooh, Ray lady
Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Rye ayeI've wandered north and I have wonder south
Through Stoney Barter and Patrick's close
Up and around, by the Gloucester Diamond
And back by Napper Tandys' houseAuld age has laid her hands on me
Cold as a fire of ashy coals
But there is the love of me Spanish lady
A maid so sweet about the soulWhack for the Too Rye, ooh, Ray lady
Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Rye ayeWhack for the Too Rye, ooh, Ray lady
Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Rye aye