| Well when I first came to town
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| They called me the roving jewel
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| Now they’ve changed their tune
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| They call me Katie Cruel
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| And when I first came to town
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| They bought me drinks a’plenty
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| Now they’ve changed their tune
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| Hand me the bottles empty
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| And if I was where I would be
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| Then I’d be where I am not
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| Here I am where I must be
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| Where I would be, I cannot
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| Oh diddle aye, hum diddle aye, diddle ay
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| Through the woods I am going
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| Down through the boggy mires
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| Straightway down the road
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| And to my heart’s desire
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| And if I was where I would be
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| Then I’d be where I am not
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| Here I am where I must be
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| Where I would be, I cannot
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| Oh diddle aye, hum diddle aye, diddle ay
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| Well when I first came to town
|
| They called me the roving jewel
|
| Now they’ve changed their tune
|
| They call me Katie Cruel
|
| And when I first came to town
|
| They bought me drinks a’plenty
|
| Now they’ve changed their tune
|
| Hand me the bottles empty
|
| And if I was where I would be
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| Then I’d be where I am not
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| Here I am where I must be
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| Where I would be, I cannot
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| Oh diddle aye, hum diddle aye, diddle ay |