Luyện nghe bài hát Spanish Lady

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

she washed them, then she dried them
Over a fire of coals
In all me I ne'er did see
A maid so about the soul

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

As I came back Dublin City
At the hour of half eight
Who should I spy but the Spanish
Brushing her hair in the daylight

she brushed it, then she tossed it
On her lap was a comb
In all me I ne'er did see
A maid so since 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
a moth, in a golden net

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

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

I've wandered and I have wonder south
Through Stoney Barter and Patrick's
Up and around, by the Gloucester
And back by Tandys' house

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

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

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