Katy Daley

<br>With her old man she came from Tipperary<br>In the pioneering days of `42<br>Her old man was shot in Tombstone City<br>For the making of his good old mountain dew<br><br> Oh Come on down the mountain Katy Daley<br> Come on down the mountain Katy do<br> Can`t you hear us calling Katy Daley<br> We want to drink your good old mountain dew<br><br>Wake up and pay attention Katy Daley<br>For I`m the judge that`s gonna sentence you<br>All the boys in court have drunk your whiskey<br>To tell the truth I like a little too<br><br><br>So to the jail they took poor Katy Daley<br>And pretty soon the gates were open wide<br>Angels came for poor old Katy Daley<br>Took her far across the great divide