Tell him that you love me, Katie Klein
Tell him that your love is true as mine
Tell him that you love your arms are enough
Tell him that you love me, Katie Klein
Away from her little cabin home
Away from her little cabin home
There's no one to weep and there's no one to mourn
There's no one to feed Katie Klein
Who is it knows Katie Klein?
He lives at the foot of the hill By the shady nooks of
the babbling brook He runs his dear old father's mill
If I was a little bird
I'd never build my nest on the ground
I'd build my nest in some tall old tree
Where the wild boys couldn't tear it down
Tell him that your love is true as mine
Tell him that your love is true as mine