Katy Bell

Going down the shady dell

Where the honey suckles grow

I met lovely Katy Bell

With her dimpled cheeks aglow

Oh! the beauties of her face.

As she flitted by apace,

With a step of fairy grace,

My poor words can never tell.

Chorus:

Katy Bell lives in the dell,

How I love her none can tell.

All the flowers in the dell

Seem'd to own her for their queen

Bright and peerless Katy Bell

Fairer flowr was never seen

How I loved the very ground,

Over which she'd lightly bound,

With her sunny ringlets crown'd,

I can never never tell.

Long I waited in the dell,

Where the honeysuckles grow,

Waited for sweet Katy Bell,

Till the sun was sinking low,

And before I left her side,

In the quiet eventide

I had won her for my bride,

Won my bonny Katy Bell.