積分
演出藝人
Nathan Carter
聲樂
Jonathan Owens
鼓
Eamon McLoughlin
民間提琴
Bill Shanley
原聲吉他
Danny Sheerin
和聲
Jim McVeigh
手風琴
詞曲
William Whelan
作曲
Nathan Carter
編曲
Jonathan Owens
編曲
John Farry
編曲
製作與工程團隊
Jonathan Owens
製作人
歌詞
As I came down through Dublin City
At the hour of twelve at night
Who should I see but the Spanish Lady
Washing her feet by candlelight
First she washed them, then she dried them
Over fire of amber coal
In all my life I ne'er did see
A maid so sweet about the soul
Whack for the too-ra loo-ra laddie
Whack for the too-ra loo-ra lay
Whack for the too-ra loo-ra laddie
Whack for the too-ra loo-ra lay
As I came back through Dublin City
At the hour of half past eight
Who should I spy but the Spanish Lady
Brushing her hair in the broad daylight
First she tossed it, then she brushed it
All her life was a silver comb
In all my life I ne'er did see
A maid so fair since I did roam
Whack for the too-ra loo-ra laddie
Whack for the too-ra loo-ra lay
Whack for the too-ra loo-ra laddie
Whack for the too-ra loo-ra lay
Fare thee well, my lovely Dinah
A thousand times adieu
For we're going away from holy ground
And the girls we all love true
We will sail the salt seas over
And then return for shore
And still I live in hope to see
The holy ground once more
You're the girl I do adore
And still I live in hope to see
The holy ground once more
I am the Westmeath bachelor and my age is sixty-three
I don't intend to marry or to raise a family
I'm happy and contented just to live a single life
Sure that's the reason why I don't intend to take a wife
With the red stuff on her fingernails
And the varnish on her toes
The rattle on her old face
And the white wash on her nose
She'll get a fancy barber to shave her neck or head
Sure that's why I'm a bachelor and I don't intend to wed
Last Thursday at the markets in the town of Mullingar
A friend he introduced me to a famous movie star
She'd been married several times before
To men of every creed
She thought she'd found a sucker
In the bachelor from Westmeath
With the red stuff on her fingernails
And the varnish on her toes
The rattle on her old face
And the white wash on her nose
She'll get a fancy barber to shave her neck or head
Sure that's why I'm a bachelor and I don't intend to wed
Sure that's why I'm a bachelor and I don't intend to wed
Written by: Traditional, William Whelan

