When I first came to town,
They called me roving jewel;
Now they’ve changed their tune,
Call me Katy Cruel,
Through the woods I’m goin’,
Through the bogs and mire,
Straightway down the road,
To my heart’s desire
When I first came to town,
They brought me drinks of plenty;
Now they’ve changed their tune,
Bring me bottles empty,
Through the woods I’m goin’,
Through the bogs and mire,
Straightway down the road,
To my heart’s desire
Through the woods I’m goin’,
Through the bogs and mire,
Straightway down the road,
If I was where I would be,
Then I would be where I am not,
Here I am where I must be
Go where I would, I cannot.
Go where I would, I cannot.
Go where I would.