Katy Cruel

When first I came to town

They called me the roving jewel

Now they've changed their tune,

They call me Katy Cruel,

Come diddle 'm day

Oh, little lioday.

Oh that I was where I would be,

There to be where I am not,

Here I am where I must be,

Go where I would, I can not,

Come diddle 'm day

Oh, little lioday.

When I was young in twenty

They brought me the bottles plenty

Now they've changed their tune,

They bring me the bottles empty,

Come diddle 'm day

Oh, little lioday.

Oh that I was where I would be,

There to be where I am not,

Here I am where I must be,

Go where I would, I can not,

Come diddle 'm day

Oh, little lioday.

Well down the road I'll go,

And through the buggy mire,

Straightway cross the fields,

And to my heart's desire,

Come diddle 'm day

Oh, little lioday.

Oh that I was where I would be,

There to be where I am not,

Here I am where I must be,

Go where I would, I can not,

Come diddle 'm day

Oh, little lioday.