Luyện nghe bài hát Spanish Lady

As I came down through City
At the hour of at night
Who should I spy but a lady
her feet by the candlelight

First she washed them, she dried them
Over a fire of amber
In all me I ne'er did see
A so sweet about the soul

for the Too Rye, ooh, Ray lady
for the Too Rye, ooh, Rye aye

As I back through Dublin City
At the hour of half past
Who should I spy but the Spanish
her hair in the broad daylight

First she brushed it, then she it
On her lap was a comb
In all me life I did see
A maid so fair I did roam

for the Too Rye, ooh, Ray lady
for the Too Rye, ooh, Rye aye

As I to Dublin City
As the sun to set
Who should I spy but a lady
Catching a moth, in a net

First she saw me, she fled me
Lifted her petticoats her knee
In all me I ne'er did see
A maid so fair as the Spanish

for the Too Rye, ooh, Ray lady
for the Too Rye, ooh, Rye aye

I've wandered north and I have wonder
Stoney Barter and Patrick's close
Up and around, by the Gloucester
And back by Napper Tandys'

Auld age has laid her on me
Cold as a fire of ashy
But is the love of me Spanish lady
A maid so about the soul

Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Ray
for the Too Rye, ooh, Rye aye

Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Ray
for the Too Rye, ooh, Rye aye