KATY DALEY
The Stanley Brothers


With her old man she came from Tiperary 
In the pioneering days of '42 
Her old man was shot in tombstone City 
For the making of his good old mountain dew 

Come on down the mountain Katy Daley 
Come on down the mountain Katy do 
Can't you hear us calling Katy Daley 
We want to drink your good old mountain dew 

Wake up and pay attention Katy Daley 
For I'm the judge that's gonna sentence you 
All the boys in court have drunk your whiskey 
To tell the truth I like a little too 

So to the jail they took poor Katy Daley 
But pretty soon the gates were open wide 
Angels came for poor ole Katy Daley 
Took her far across the great divide