Saucy Kate
Saucy Kate | |
| Kate's a dear delicious creature, Merry as a sunny elf, Beautiful in form and feature Smiling mould of beauty's self; When she laughs, her silken tresses, Fall upon her gentle breast; |: And her eyes as dark as midnight, Never seem to be at rest. :| | 2. Kate's sweet but saucy creature, With a lip of scarlet bloom, Woodbines sipping golden sunlight, Roses drinking rich perfume, Voice as dainty as the whisper, Founts give in their chrystal shrine, |: Saucy Kate, so full of mischief, Would that I could call the mine. :| |
| 3. Kate's a dear and merry creature, Sprightly as a fleet gazelle, Fondness dwells in every dimple, Surely love has marked her well, Many hearts have strove to win her, Bow'd with disappointment low, |: Saucy Kate, I fear to say it, Winsome--always tell's them No! :| |