Celtic Woman - Spanish Lady Lyrics

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 then she dried them
Over a fire of amber coal
In all my life I neer did see
A maid so sweet about the soul

Chorus:
Whack for the toora loora lie
Whack for the toora loora lay
Whack for the 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 tossed it then she brushed it
On her lap was a silver comb
In all my life I neer did see
A maid so fair since I did roam.

Chorus:
Whack for the toora loora lie
Whack for the toora loora lay
Whack for the toora loora lie
Whack for the toora loora lay

As I went down thro' Dublin City
as the sun began to set.
Who should I spy but a Spanish Lady,
Catching a moth in a golden net.
When she saw me, then she fled me,
Lifting her petticoat over the knee,
In all my life I neer did see
A maid so blithe as the Spanish Lady.

Chorus:
Whack for the toora loora lie
Whack for the toora loora lay
Whack for the toora loora lie
Whack for the toora loora lay