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.