List to me while I tell you
Of the Span-iard that bligh-ted my life;
List to me while I tell you
Of the man who pinched my fu-ture wife.
'Twas at the bull fight where we met him,
We'd been watch-ing his dar-ing dis-play,
'Twas while I'd gone out for some nuts and a pro-gramme
The dir-ty dog stole her a-way
Oh, yes! oh, yes!
But I've sworn that I'll have my re-venge!
(Chorus)
If I catch Al-phon-so Spa-go-ni, the Tor-e-a-dor,
With a might-y swipe I will dis-lo-cate his bal-ly jaw!
I'll find this bull-fight-er, I will,
And when I catch the bound-er,
the blight-er I'll k**, He shall die!
he shall die! he shall die
tid-dly-i-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti ti!
He shall die! he shall die!
For I'll raise a bun-ion
on his Span-ish on-ion
If I catch him bend-ing to-night!
(Verse 2)
Yes, when I catch Spa-go-ni
He will wish that he'd nev-er been born,
And for this spe-cial rea-son
My stil-et-to I've fetched out of pawn.
It cost me five shil-lings to fetch it,
This ex-pense it has caused me much pain.
But the pawn-brok-er's pro-mised,
when I've k**ed Spa-go-ni,
He'll take it in pawn once a-gain.
Oh, yes! oh, yes!
So to-night there will be dir-ty work.
(Chorus)
(Verse 3)
I tracked him to Lon-don,
And he gave me the slip once a-gain,
And they told me this morn-ing
That he'd dou-bled and gone back to Spain.
But what ev-er it costs me, I'll catch him.
Then no more will he give me the slip
With my last one and nine-pence, on Sun-day
I'm go-ing to Spain by the Sun-day League Trip.
Oh, yes! oh, yes!
And then the dark deed will be done.
(Chorus)