Katy Cruel

When I first came to town They called me the roving jewel; Now they've changed their thing, They call me Katy Cruel, Come diddle 'm day Oh, little lioday. Oh that I was where I would be, Then I would 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 and twenty They brought me the bottles plenty; Now they've changed their thing, They bring me the bottles empty, Come diddle 'm day Oh, little lioday. Oh that I was where I would be, Then I would 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 go, And through the bogs and 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, Then I would 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.