歌曲 | The Spanish Lady |
歌手 | John McDermott |
专辑 | When I Grow Too Old To Dream |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
The spanish lady:to ming and family | |
As i went down through dublin city | |
At the hour of twelve at night | |
Who should i spy but a spanish lady | |
Washing her feet by candlelight | |
First she washed them then she dried them | |
Over a fire of amber coal | |
In all my life i ne'er did see | |
A maid so sweet about the soul | |
(chorus) | |
Whack fo rthe toora loora lie | |
Whack for the toora loora lay | |
Whack fo rthe toora loora lie | |
Whack for the toora loora lay | |
As 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 daylight | |
First she brushed it then she tossed it | |
On her lap was a silver comb | |
In all my life i ne'er did see | |
A maid so fair as the spanish lady | |
(chorus) | |
As i went back through dublin city | |
As the sun began to set | |
Who should i spy but the spanish lady | |
Catching a moth in a golden net | |
When she saw me then she fled me | |
Lifting her petticoat o'er her knee | |
In all my life i ne'er did see | |
A maid so fair as the spanish lady | |
(chorus) | |
I've wandered north and i've wandered south | |
Throug stonybatter and patrick's close | |
Up and around the gloster diamond | |
And back by napper tandy's house | |
Old age has laid her hand on me | |
Cold as a fire of ashy coals | |
In all my life i ne'er did see | |
A maid so fair as the spanish lady | |
(chorus) |
The spanish lady: to ming and family | |
As i went down through dublin city | |
At the hour of twelve at night | |
Who should i spy but a spanish lady | |
Washing her feet by candlelight | |
First she washed them then she dried them | |
Over a fire of amber coal | |
In all my life i ne' er did see | |
A maid so sweet about the soul | |
chorus | |
Whack fo rthe toora loora lie | |
Whack for the toora loora lay | |
Whack fo rthe toora loora lie | |
Whack for the toora loora lay | |
As 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 daylight | |
First she brushed it then she tossed it | |
On her lap was a silver comb | |
In all my life i ne' er did see | |
A maid so fair as the spanish lady | |
chorus | |
As i went back through dublin city | |
As the sun began to set | |
Who should i spy but the spanish lady | |
Catching a moth in a golden net | |
When she saw me then she fled me | |
Lifting her petticoat o' er her knee | |
In all my life i ne' er did see | |
A maid so fair as the spanish lady | |
chorus | |
I' ve wandered north and i' ve wandered south | |
Throug stonybatter and patrick' s close | |
Up and around the gloster diamond | |
And back by napper tandy' s house | |
Old age has laid her hand on me | |
Cold as a fire of ashy coals | |
In all my life i ne' er did see | |
A maid so fair as the spanish lady | |
chorus |
The spanish lady: to ming and family | |
As i went down through dublin city | |
At the hour of twelve at night | |
Who should i spy but a spanish lady | |
Washing her feet by candlelight | |
First she washed them then she dried them | |
Over a fire of amber coal | |
In all my life i ne' er did see | |
A maid so sweet about the soul | |
chorus | |
Whack fo rthe toora loora lie | |
Whack for the toora loora lay | |
Whack fo rthe toora loora lie | |
Whack for the toora loora lay | |
As 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 daylight | |
First she brushed it then she tossed it | |
On her lap was a silver comb | |
In all my life i ne' er did see | |
A maid so fair as the spanish lady | |
chorus | |
As i went back through dublin city | |
As the sun began to set | |
Who should i spy but the spanish lady | |
Catching a moth in a golden net | |
When she saw me then she fled me | |
Lifting her petticoat o' er her knee | |
In all my life i ne' er did see | |
A maid so fair as the spanish lady | |
chorus | |
I' ve wandered north and i' ve wandered south | |
Throug stonybatter and patrick' s close | |
Up and around the gloster diamond | |
And back by napper tandy' s house | |
Old age has laid her hand on me | |
Cold as a fire of ashy coals | |
In all my life i ne' er did see | |
A maid so fair as the spanish lady | |
chorus |