Joe Dassin
KATY CRUEL Traditionnel, N. Woods, P. Barouh, arrangement: A. Podell
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 un day oh little I oh day
Oh that I was what I would be there to be where
I am not here am I where I must be go where I would
I cannot.
Come diddle un day oh little I oh day
When I was young and twenty, they brought me the bottles plenty.
Now they've changed their tune, they bring me the bottles empty.
Come diddle un day oh little I oh day
Oh that I was what I would be there to be where
I am not here am I where I must be go where I would
I cannot.
Come diddle un day oh little I oh day
Well, down the road I'll go and through the boggy mire
Straight way cross the fields into my heart's desire.
Come diddle un day oh little I oh day
Oh that I was what I would be there to be where
I am not here am I where I must be go where I would
I cannot.
Come diddle un day oh little I oh day