Spanish Lady
Dustin Lyrics


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Ladies and gentlemen
A man after my own heart a true Dubliner
Put your hands together for Mr Ronnie Drew

As I went outthrough Dublin City
At the hour of twelve at night
Who should I meet but the Spanish lady
Washing her feet by the candlelight

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

Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Ray lady
Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Rye aye
Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Ray lady
Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Rye aye
(Take it away, Dustin)

As I came back to Dublin City
At the hour of half past eight
Bumped into the Spanish lady
Because her bus was runnin' late

I said "Coolock" she said "James Gate"
Why don't we go for a bite to ate?
We'll be followed by a geezer
With a big grey beard
I hope he isn't one of your mates

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

As I went round old Dublin City
As the sun began to set
Who should I meet but the Spanish lady
Catching a moth, in a golden net
When she spied me, quick she fled me
Lifting her petticoat o'er her knee
(Aw ya boy ye Ronnie)
In all me life I ne'er did see
A maid so gay as the Spanish lady

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

Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Ray lady
(Hey Ronnie is that the Saw Doctors, is it?)
Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Rye aye
(Howya boys)
Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Ray lady
(Who let yous into the studio?)
Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Rye aye
(Hey, ah, Leo, outta here! This is a Dublin
Song meself and Ronnie)

No, listen, listen, listen, Dustin, listen
Listen what's that Spanish one's name?
Eh, eh, hands off I saw her first
Right on your merry way
Listen, listen I don't wanna cause any fuss
(no fuss)
Lads, I don't wanan cause any fuss (no fuss)
But would she come home with us (with us)
Bring her back on Burt's bus

Hey! Turkey! Turkey! Rubbed and stuffed
(What?) turkey! Turkey! Grilled in curry
(Hold on, stall) turkey! Turkey! Oven ready
(Would you not have a goose or
Somethin'? Or a ham sanwich, or somethin')

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

Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Ray lady
(Sure what would you know about Dublin
Dustin?) whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Rye aye
(I'm tellin' ye me blood's blue, Ronnie)
Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Ray lady
(And what about the Theatre Royal?)
Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Rye aye
(Ah, it's all the Pod now, I tell ya
And, what, we have the DART now
What did you have?)

Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Ray lady
(We had the trams)
Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Rye aye
(Ah never mind the trams)
Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Ray lady
(And what about James Joyce)
Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Rye aye
(Did he play up front for Ireland?
Never remember Charlton picking him)

Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Ray lady
(No, I tell ya I knew him ever
Before ever he was a public house)
Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Rye aye
(Go on out of that, Ronnie)
Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Ray lady
(What about O'Connell Bridge?)
Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Rye aye
(Ah I remember the Ha'penny Bridge when
It was a tuppenny bit)

Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Ray lady
Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Rye aye
(Ah I remember Gardiner Street when
Gardeners still lived there)
Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Ray lady
(And Leo Byrne)
Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Rye aye
(Leo Byrne sure I tell ya
Pearse, Connolly and Hope Junction
They were like brothers to me)

What would you know about it? You're only a
Turkey at least I'm looking
Forward to Christmas!
Go on outta that! Hold on
Ronnie, wait for me! Wait! Come back!

How are ya? Where are ya from?
Barcelona? Bonjour! Can I walk ya home?
Listen, can you hang on
There a second please?

Lads! The bus is going!
She'll be gone while you're arguing!

Sorry, can you just hang on a second?

Lads!

I tell ya Ronnie
The only reason you're singing
On this is you
Make me look like a good singer





If you're not careful I'll
Ate ya for Christmas

Overall Meaning

The song "Spanish Lady" is performed by Dustin the Turkey and features Ronnie Drew, a well-known Dubliner. The song describes the singer's encounter with a Spanish lady while wandering through Dublin city at night. The lady is washing her feet by the candlelight when the singer meets her. She washes them and dries them over amber coals, and the singer is struck by her beauty and sweetness of soul. The verses of the song alternate between narrating the encounter with the Spanish lady and a conversation between the singer and the lady at different times of the day. The chorus, "Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Ray lady / Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Rye aye," is chanted throughout the song.


Line by Line Meaning

As I went out through Dublin City
As I was walking through Dublin City


At the hour of twelve at night
It was midnight


Who should I meet but the Spanish lady
I met a lady who was from Spain


Washing her feet by the candlelight
She was washing her feet with the help of candlelight


First she washed them, then she dried them
She washed her feet and then dried them


Over a fire of amber coal
She walked over burning coals to get to the fire


In all me life I ne'er did see
I have never seen


A maid so sweet around the soul
A girl so kind in spirit


Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Ray lady
This is just a repeated chant


As I came back to Dublin City
As I returned back to Dublin City


At the hour of half past eight
It was eight thirty in the evening


Bumped into the Spanish lady
I accidentally ran into the Spanish lady


Because her bus was runnin' late
Her bus was running late


I said "Coolock" she said "James Gate"
I mentioned Coolock and she mentioned James Gate


Why don't we go for a bite to ate?
Why don't we get something to eat?


We'll be followed by a geezer
We'll be followed by a man


With a big grey beard
He has a large grey beard


I hope he isn't one of your mates
I hope he isn't one of your friends


As I went round old Dublin City
As I roamed around old Dublin City


As the sun began to set
Sunset was approaching


Catching a moth, in a golden net
She was catching a moth with a golden net


When she spied me, quick she fled me
When she saw me, she ran away quickly


Lifting her petticoat o'er her knee
She raised her skirt above her knee


In all me life I ne'er did see
I have never seen


A maid so gay as the Spanish lady
A girl who was so lively as the Spanish lady


Hey! Turkey! Turkey! Rubbed and stuffed
This is just a chant about Turkey


Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Ray lady
This is just a repeated chant


Sure what would you know about Dublin Dustin?
What do you know about Dublin Dustin?


I'm tellin' ye me blood's blue, Ronnie
I'm telling you that I'm Irish, Ronnie


And what about the Theatre Royal?
What do you think about the Theatre Royal?


Ah, it's all the Pod now, I tell ya
It's all about the Pod now, let me tell you


And, what, we have the DART now
We have the DART now, right?


No, listen, listen, listen, Dustin, listen
Listen to me Dustin


What's that Spanish one's name?
What is the name of the Spanish girl?


Eh, eh, hands off I saw her first
Stop, I saw her first


I don't wanna cause any fuss (no fuss)
I don't want to cause any trouble


But would she come home with us? (with us)
Would she come home with us?


The bus is goin'
The bus is leaving


Sorry, can you just hang on a second?
Sorry, can you wait for a second?


The only reason you're singing on this is
You are only singing so that I look better


If you're not careful I'll ate ya for Christmas
If you are not careful, I will eat you for Christmas




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