As I came down from dublin city
Empty out and full at night
This is why come the spanish lady
Wash the feet but the candle light
Fresh you washed them, then she tight them
Over the fire of because I

They call my life whenever see
It makes it sweet a better soul.

'Cause I ain't been back in dublin city
At the hour if half past ten
Who the baddest of the light
The she customed, as I serve the
All my life I met to see inside of you

As I turn to
That's a who's just like a spanish lady
I guess I'm not on the
Precious army everybody go on her name
All my life whenever I see
The place I see

Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey

As I'm hangin' down the dublin city
At the hour of the night
Spanish lady..candle light
Over fire ever put
Sweet soul

Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey