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Текст и слова песни Joe Dassin – Katy Cruel

When I first came to town
They called me the roving jewel;
Now they've changed their thing,
They call me Katy Cruel,
Come diddle 'm day
Oh, little lioday.

Oh that 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 can not,
Come diddle 'm day
Oh, little lioday.

When I was young and twenty
They brought me the bottles plenty;
Now they've changed their thing,
They bring me the bottles empty,
Come diddle 'm day
Oh, little lioday.

Oh that 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 can not,
Come diddle 'm day
Oh, little lioday.

Well down the road I go,
And through the bogs and mire,
Straightway cross the fields,
And to my heart's desire,
Come diddle 'm day
Oh, little lioday.

Oh that 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 can not,
Come diddle 'm day
Oh, little lioday.

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