G Em Am D7 As I went out 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 o f amber coals G Em Am D7 In all my life I neʼer did see a maid so neat 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 torra loora lay G Em Am D7 As I came back thru Dublin city at the time of half past eight G Em Am D7 Who should I see but the Spanish lady brushing her hair in broadday light 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 neʼer 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 torra 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 pettycoat over her knee G Em Am D7 In all my life I neʼer 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 D Whack for the torra loora lay G Em Am D7 Iʼve wandered north and Iʼve wandered south throu stormy batter and Patricks Close G Em Am D7 Up and around the by the Glouster Diamond and back by Napper Tandyʼs house G Em G D Old age has laid her hand on me cold as a fire of ashy coals G Em Am D7 But Where is the lovely Spanish lady neat and sweet about the soul
