Spanish Lady Lyrics

by Celtic Woman

As I came down to Dublin city,
At the hour of twelve at night,
Who should I see but the Spanish Lady,
Washing her feet by candle-light.
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 fol the toora, loora laddy
Whack fol the toora loora lay
Whack fol the toora, loora laddy
Whack fol 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 tossed it, then she brushed it,
On her lap was a silver comb.
In all my life I ne'er did see
A maid so fair since I did roam.

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 over her knee
In all my life I ne'er did see
A maid so shy as the Spanish Lady.

CHORUS...

Song Details

Spanish Lady

Music & Lyrics: Traditional

Brief: Spanish Lady is a traditional Irish folk song about a Spanish woman living in Dublin. There are many variations to the song, and it has been recorded by many popular Irish artists

This version is performed by Celtic Woman. The line-up in this video includes, Méav Ní Mhaolchatha, Lisa Kelly, Chloë Agnew, Órla Fallon, Hayley Westenra, and Mairead Nesbitt (violin). They don't sing all the verses and some of the lyrics are slightly altered.

Category: Traditional Irish Folk Song

Recording Artists with Celtic Origins: Christy Moore, Frank Harte, The Dubliners, Johnny McEvoy, Triona and Maighread ni Domhnaill, The Kilkennys, Gaelic Storm, and many more...

Logo Spanish Lady by Celtic Woman from the album The Greatest Journey - Essential Collection (released 28th Oct, 2008)

Spanish Lady - Original Lyrics

As I went down to Dublin city,
At the hour of twelve at night,
Who should I see but the Spanish Lady,
Washing her feet by candle-light.
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 fol the toora, loora laddi-o
Whack fol the toora loora lay

As I went back through Dublin city
At the hour of half-past eight
Who should I see but the Spanish Lady
Brushing her hair outside the gate.
First she brushed it, then she combed it,
On her hand was a silver comb.
In all my life I ne'er did see
A maid so fair since I did roam.

CHORUS

As I came back through Dublin city
As the sun began to set
Who should I see but the Spanish Lady
Catching a moth in a golden net.
When she saw me then she fled me
Lifting her petticoat over her knee
In all my life I ne'er did see
A maid so shy as the Spanish Lady.

CHORUS

I've wandered north and I've wandered south
By Stoneybatter and Patrick's Close
Up and around by the Gloucester Diamond
And back by Napper Tandy's house.
Old age has laid her hand on me
Cold as a fire of ashy coals
But where o where is the Spanish Lady,
Neat and sweet about the soul?

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