| Oh Katie dear go ask your mama
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| If you can be a bride of mine
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| If she says yes come back and tell me
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| If she says no we’ll run away
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| Oh Willie dear there’s no use in asking
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| For she’s in her room a taking rest
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| And by her side lies a silver dagger
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| To slay the one that I love best
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| Oh Katie dear go ask your papa
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| If you could be a bride of mine
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| If he says yes come back and tell me
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| If he says no we’ll run away
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| Oh Willie dear there’s no use in asking
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| For he’s in his room a taking rest
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| And by his side lies a silver dagger
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| To slay the one that I love best
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| Then he picked up that silver dagger
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| And he stove it through her troubled heart
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| Saying goodbye Katie goodbye darlin
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| I’ll die for the one that I love best
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| Then she picked up that bloody dagger
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| And she stove it through her lily white breast
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| Saying goodbye mama goodbye papa
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| I’ll die for the one that I love best |