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Da da da, |
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Da da da, |
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Da da da da da. |
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One morning, one morning, |
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One morning in May, |
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I overheard a married man |
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to a young girl say: |
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\"Go dress you up pretty Katie, |
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come along with me, |
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across the blue mountains |
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to the Allegheny. |
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I'll buy you a horse love |
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and a saddle to ride, |
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I'll buy myself another |
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to ride by your side.\" |
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Da da da, |
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Da da da, |
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Da da da da da. |
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We'll stop at every tavern, |
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we'll drink when we're dry. |
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Across the blue mountains |
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goes my Katie and I. |
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They left before daybreak |
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on a dapple and a roan, |
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past tall shivering pines |
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where the mockingbirds go. |
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Past dark cabin windows |
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where eyes never see, |
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across the blue mountains |
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to the Allegheny... |
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Da da da, |
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Da da da, |
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Da da da da da. |
