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Young Kitty Lee (Kenneth Peacock)

As I walked out on a beautiful morning
To view the fair fields as the day shone a-dawning,
The lark and the linnet were charming the morning,
And nature seemed pleasant in every degree,
Yes, nature was humming in every degree.

It was under the tree she sat there warm and cozy,
Picking the flowers that are called primrosies,
And I said to young Kate, "Are you making a posy
To take to your true love whoe'er he may be?
To take to your true love whoe'er he may be?"

I stopped for one minute or two hesitating,
I found my old friend was shivering and shaking;
I then thought to rise but in vain I was seated
In under the shade of the sweet autumn tree.
In under the shade of the sweet autumn tree.

"One kiss from you darlin' will cure my disorder,
You know what I mean and I'll never go farther;
And if you deny me it won't be my fault,
You're that killing fair one they call Kitty Lee.
You're that killing fair one they call Kitty Lee."

"Kind sir," she said unto me, "you are a stranger,
You may be a saint or you might be a ranger;
And before I expose myself to any of your dangers
I'd rather live single," said young Ktty Lee.
"I'd rather live single," said young Ktty Lee.

"Kind miss," I said, "all of your words I will smother,
If I am a stranger sure you are another;
It's by criticizing and love's simple butter,
I dote on you proper, that's plenty for me.
I dote on you proper, that's plenty for me."

"Kind sir," she said, "I will submit to all reason,
Your arguments are strong, they're true and they're pleasin';
And if I should marry I think it no treason
To wed a young husband as well-learned as thee.
To wed a young husband as well-learned as thee."

"The birds love the forest, the fish love the water,
The cats love new milk, and the mother her daughter;
The fire is now burning, but love it burns hotter,
It burns in my bosom for you, Kitty Lee.
It burns in my bosom for you, Kitty Lee."

"If I had a husband, kind sir, he might beat me,
Destroy all his earnings, likewise he'd ill-treat me;
And when I get old someday he would leave me,
I'd rather live single," said young Kitty Lee.
"I'd rather live single," said young Kitty Lee.

"But here is my hand, from my heart you have gained it,
Through life and to death I mean to obtain it,
And now if you'll marry and always sustain it,
I'll wed a young husband," said young Kitty Lee.
"I'll wed a young husband," said young Kitty Lee.

####.... Author unknown. Traditional ballad ....####

Collected by Kenneth Peacock in 1952 from William Holloway [1883-?] of Kings Cove, NL, and published in Songs Of The Newfoundland Outports, Volume 2, pp.605-606, by the National Museum of Canada (1965) Crown Copyrights Reserved.


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