Katy Cline - Norman Blake, Nancy Blake

Oh tell me, do you love me Katy Cline?

Oh tell me, is your love strong as mine?

Oh tell me, do you love your own turtledove?

Oh tell me, do you love me Katy Cline?

Now tell me, do you know Katy Cline?

Oh, she lives at the foot of the hill

In a quiet and shady nook beside the rippling, babbling brook

That runs by her dear old father’s mill

Oh tell me, do you love me Katy Cline?

Oh tell me, is your love strong as mine?

Oh tll me, do you love your own turtledov?

Oh tell me, do you love me Katy Cline?

And if I was a small little bird

Oh, I wouldn’t build my nest upon the ground

Oh, I’d build my nest in the tall oak tree

Where the bad boys, they couldn’t tear it down

Oh tell me, do you love me Katy Cline?

Oh tell me, is your love strong as mine?

Oh tell me, do you love your own turtledove?

Oh tell me, do you love me Katy Cline?

And away by the little cottage door

And away by that little cabin home

Oh, there’s no one to weep and there’s no one for to mourn

No one for to mourn my Katy Cline

Oh tell me, do you love me Katy Cline?

Oh tell me, is your love strong as mine?

Oh tell me, do you love your own turtledove?

Oh tell me, do you love me Katy Cline?