Katy Dear

Matt Beckler

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Tom:
Dm Let out all your troubles with the boughs of fraying pine
C F The proudest grove of hemlock, bring solace to your mind.
Dm Before they burned the mountains, and ran dry all the streams
C F There was plenty to get by on, plenty more to dream
C Am Before the heavy hand of greed came knocking at your door
C F Telling lies in silver you always have endured
Dm Singing who’ll rock the cradle, and who’ll sing this song?
C F How will you survive the winters long? [Chorus]
Dm C And it’s come on Katy dear
F Bb It’s midnight on the water, and I swear that you can hear
Dm C All the coy dogs howl
F There’s strapping colts in margaretsville, but that’s a way down south [Solo] Dm C F x2 [Verse]
Dm That colt’s mane was spruce and his cold heart was pine
C F They said he’d run on water, if I could pass the time
Dm Early in the spring, when the ice began to thaw
C F I’d ride him down the Delaware, and bid farewell to all
C Am Before the tree trunks line the hills and bark it’ll line the roads
C F They’re sending half the forest down the stream in heavy loads.
Dm Singing you never know what you’ve got until it’s almost gone
C F So who’ll rock the cradle when it’s gone? [Chorus]
Dm C And it’s come on Katy dear
F Bb It’s midnight on the water, and I swear that you can hear
Dm C All the coy dogs howl
F There’s strapping colts in margaretsville, but that’s a way down south
Dm C And it’s come on Katy dear
F Bb It’s midnight on the water, and I swear that you can hear
Dm C All the coy dogs howl
F There’s strapping colts in margaretsville, but that’s a way down south
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