Chords for The Spanish Lady
Tempo:
106.15 bpm
Chords used:
G
Gm
D
Eb
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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As I roved out through Dublin [G] city at the hour of twelve o'clock of the night,
but the Spanish lady washing her feet by candlelight?
dried them over a fire of angry coals.
see such a maid so neat about the soles.
-lady, wakeful the two-a [Abm]-loo-a-lady.
I stopped to look but the watchman passed.
late.
straight away through the bridewell gate.
but the Spanish lady washing her feet by candlelight?
dried them over a fire of angry coals.
see such a maid so neat about the soles.
-lady, wakeful the two-a [Abm]-loo-a-lady.
I stopped to look but the watchman passed.
late.
straight away through the bridewell gate.
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As I roved out through Dublin [G] city at the hour of twelve o'clock of the night,
Who should I see but the Spanish lady washing her feet by _ candlelight?
For she washed them and then she dried them over a fire of angry _ coals.
In all me life [Gm] I ne'er did see such a maid so neat about the _ soles.
Wakeful the two-a-loo-a-lady, wakeful the two-a [Abm]-loo-a-lady.
_ _ _ I stopped to look but the watchman passed.
He says, young fella, now the night is late.
Along with you home or I will wrestle [D] you straight away through the bridewell gate.
I threw [Eb] a look to the Spanish lady hot as a fire of [D] angry _ [A] _
coals.
In all me life I ne'er did [G] see such a maid so neat about the soles.
_ Wakeful the two-a-loo-a [N]-lady, wakeful the two-a-loo-a-lady. _
_ _ _ _ As I roved out through Dublin city as the dawn of day was o'er,
Who did I see but the Spanish lady when I was weary and foot sore? _
She had a heart so [Gm] filled with loving [G] and her love she [D] longed to _ share.
In all me life I ne'er did meet with a maid that [Gm] had so much to spare.
Wakeful the two-a-loo [D]-a-lady, _ wakeful the two-a-loo-a-lady. _
_ _ Now she's no mutt for a puddle so waddy with her ivory comb and her mantle so fine.
But she'd make a wife for the provost marshal drunk on brandy and claret wine.
[Eb] _ [G] I got a look from the Spanish lady cold as a fire of ashy coals.
In all me life I ne'er did see such a maid so neat about the soles. _
Wakeful the two-a-loo-a-lady, _ wakeful the two-a-loo-a-lady. _ _
_ [Fm] I've [Eb] wandered north and I've [E] wandered south, be Stony Bath or in Patrick's Close.
[G] Round about be the Gloucester Diamond and back be _ Napertandy's How.
_ _ [Abm]
Old [Fm] age has [B] laid her hand upon me cold as a fire of ashy _ _ coals.
But where is the lovely _ Spanish lady _ [F] neat and sweet about the _ [Gm] soles? _
Wakeful the two-a-loo-a [G]-lady, wakeful the two-a [F]-loo-a-lady. _
_ [G] _ _ As I was leaving Dublin City on that morning sad of _ heart,
Lonely was I for the Spanish lady, now that forever we must part.
But now I [Gm] ever will remember all the [N] hours we did _ enjoy. _
[Gm] Then she left me sad at _ parting, gone forever was my joy.
Wakeful _ _ the two-a-loo-a-lady, wakeful the two-a-loo-a-lady. _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Who should I see but the Spanish lady washing her feet by _ candlelight?
For she washed them and then she dried them over a fire of angry _ coals.
In all me life [Gm] I ne'er did see such a maid so neat about the _ soles.
Wakeful the two-a-loo-a-lady, wakeful the two-a [Abm]-loo-a-lady.
_ _ _ I stopped to look but the watchman passed.
He says, young fella, now the night is late.
Along with you home or I will wrestle [D] you straight away through the bridewell gate.
I threw [Eb] a look to the Spanish lady hot as a fire of [D] angry _ [A] _
coals.
In all me life I ne'er did [G] see such a maid so neat about the soles.
_ Wakeful the two-a-loo-a [N]-lady, wakeful the two-a-loo-a-lady. _
_ _ _ _ As I roved out through Dublin city as the dawn of day was o'er,
Who did I see but the Spanish lady when I was weary and foot sore? _
She had a heart so [Gm] filled with loving [G] and her love she [D] longed to _ share.
In all me life I ne'er did meet with a maid that [Gm] had so much to spare.
Wakeful the two-a-loo [D]-a-lady, _ wakeful the two-a-loo-a-lady. _
_ _ Now she's no mutt for a puddle so waddy with her ivory comb and her mantle so fine.
But she'd make a wife for the provost marshal drunk on brandy and claret wine.
[Eb] _ [G] I got a look from the Spanish lady cold as a fire of ashy coals.
In all me life I ne'er did see such a maid so neat about the soles. _
Wakeful the two-a-loo-a-lady, _ wakeful the two-a-loo-a-lady. _ _
_ [Fm] I've [Eb] wandered north and I've [E] wandered south, be Stony Bath or in Patrick's Close.
[G] Round about be the Gloucester Diamond and back be _ Napertandy's How.
_ _ [Abm]
Old [Fm] age has [B] laid her hand upon me cold as a fire of ashy _ _ coals.
But where is the lovely _ Spanish lady _ [F] neat and sweet about the _ [Gm] soles? _
Wakeful the two-a-loo-a [G]-lady, wakeful the two-a [F]-loo-a-lady. _
_ [G] _ _ As I was leaving Dublin City on that morning sad of _ heart,
Lonely was I for the Spanish lady, now that forever we must part.
But now I [Gm] ever will remember all the [N] hours we did _ enjoy. _
[Gm] Then she left me sad at _ parting, gone forever was my joy.
Wakeful _ _ the two-a-loo-a-lady, wakeful the two-a-loo-a-lady. _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
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