Dm Let out all your troubles with the boughs of fraying pineC F The proudest grove of hemlock, bring solace to your mind.Dm Before they burned the mountains, and ran dry all the streamsC F There was plenty to get by on, plenty more to dreamC Am Before the heavy hand of greed came knocking at your doorC F Telling lies in silver you always have enduredDm 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 dearF Bb It’s midnight on the water, and I swear that you can hearDm C All the coy dogs howlF 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 pineC F They said he’d run on water, if I could pass the timeDm Early in the spring, when the ice began to thawC F I’d ride him down the Delaware, and bid farewell to allC Am Before the tree trunks line the hills and bark it’ll line the roadsC 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 goneC F So who’ll rock the cradle when it’s gone? [Chorus]Dm C And it’s come on Katy dearF Bb It’s midnight on the water, and I swear that you can hearDm C All the coy dogs howlF There’s strapping colts in margaretsville, but that’s a way down southDm C And it’s come on Katy dearF Bb It’s midnight on the water, and I swear that you can hearDm C All the coy dogs howlF There’s strapping colts in margaretsville, but that’s a way down south
Katy Dear
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