Tom Paxton - Katy lyrics
[Tom Paxton - Katy lyrics]
Oh, I have a little daughter
And my daughter's name is Kate
And she's every bit mischievous as
A kitten on a skate
With a bandage on her forehead and
The bruises on her knees
You would swear she'd fought with buccaneers
On all the seven seas
For it's up the stairs and down the
Stairs and in the room and out
Like a miniature tornado
She can blow the house about
Take an angel with the devil in
The twinkling of her eye
And that's my Katy, little lady
And I love her
Now you might have heard of miracles
You might believe in saints
But you'd never believe my Katy when
She's playing with her paints
For there's red upon the window and
There's green upon her face
On the wall, In her hair, but on the paper
Not a trace
When she's in her room and quiet
And there comes a little calm
You develop the sensation that you're
Sitting on a bomb
Take an angel with the devil in
The twinkling of her eye
And that's my Katy, little lady
And I love her
My Katy loves her games, you know
And thirty times a week
I find myself dragooned into
A game of hide-and-seek
So I found myself in closets
Under beds I quietly creep
And I wait for thirty minutes till
My brain has gone to sleep
Yes I sit there in the closet and
It seems like half a day
Till I find a friend has come to
Call and Kate's gone out to play!
Take an angel with the devil in
The twinkling of her eye
And that's my Katy, little lady
And I love her
Now, you might have heard of daddies
Who would dote upon their girls
Who get wrapped around their fingers by
The tossing of the curls
Who respond to hugs and kisses till
There's nothing they wouldn't do
Don't you ever believe a word if it
It simply isn't true
For I'd only jump the moon for her
I'd only jump the sea
For the hugs I get to give her
And the kisses she gives to me
Take an angel with the devil in
The twinkling of her eye
And that's my Katy, little lady
And I love her
And my daughter's name is Kate
And she's every bit mischievous as
A kitten on a skate
With a bandage on her forehead and
The bruises on her knees
You would swear she'd fought with buccaneers
On all the seven seas
For it's up the stairs and down the
Stairs and in the room and out
Like a miniature tornado
She can blow the house about
Take an angel with the devil in
The twinkling of her eye
And that's my Katy, little lady
And I love her
Now you might have heard of miracles
You might believe in saints
But you'd never believe my Katy when
She's playing with her paints
For there's red upon the window and
There's green upon her face
On the wall, In her hair, but on the paper
Not a trace
When she's in her room and quiet
And there comes a little calm
You develop the sensation that you're
Sitting on a bomb
Take an angel with the devil in
The twinkling of her eye
And that's my Katy, little lady
And I love her
My Katy loves her games, you know
And thirty times a week
I find myself dragooned into
A game of hide-and-seek
So I found myself in closets
Under beds I quietly creep
And I wait for thirty minutes till
My brain has gone to sleep
Yes I sit there in the closet and
It seems like half a day
Till I find a friend has come to
Call and Kate's gone out to play!
Take an angel with the devil in
The twinkling of her eye
And that's my Katy, little lady
And I love her
Now, you might have heard of daddies
Who would dote upon their girls
Who get wrapped around their fingers by
The tossing of the curls
Who respond to hugs and kisses till
There's nothing they wouldn't do
Don't you ever believe a word if it
It simply isn't true
For I'd only jump the moon for her
I'd only jump the sea
For the hugs I get to give her
And the kisses she gives to me
Take an angel with the devil in
The twinkling of her eye
And that's my Katy, little lady
And I love her