Shane MacGowan And The Popes - Spanish Lady lyrics

As I went out through Dublin City At the hour of twelve o'clock at night Who should I see but the Spanish lady Washing her feet by candlelight First she washed it Then she dried it Over a fire of amber coals In all my life I never did see A maid so sweet about the soul Whack for the tur a lur a laddy Whack for the tur a lur a lay Whack for the tur a lur a laddy Whack for the tur a lur a lay As I went our thru Dublin City At the hour of half past eight Who do I see but the Spanish lady Combing her hair so trim and neat First she brushed it Then she combed it On her lap was a silver comb In all my life I never did see A maid so sweet since I did roam As I walked out through Dublin City As the sun began to set Who should I see but the Spanish lady Catch a moth in her golden net First she spied me then she fled me Hitchin' her petticoat over her knee In all my life ne'er did I see A maid so fair as the Spanish Lady