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Origins: Katie Morey DigiTrad: BLOW AWAY THE MORNING DEW CLEAR AWAY THE MORNING DEW JOCK SHEEP KATEY MOREY THE BONNY SHEPHERD LAD THE NEW MOWN HAY Related threads: WHY not fear the rumpling of her gown-O? (12) (origins) Origins: Shepherd Lad (16) Lyr Req: Field of Dew / Baffled Knight (Child #112 (6) |
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Subject: LyricsKatie Morey by Doc Watson From: GUEST,elainebelkind Date: 26 May 06 - 05:29 PM I would appreciate a print version of the lyrics. |
Subject: RE: LyricsKatie Morey by Doc Watson From: Sorcha Date: 26 May 06 - 05:36 PM Will this do? |
Subject: RE: Lyrics: Katie Morey by Doc Watson From: Jim Dixon Date: 30 May 06 - 08:27 AM Doc Watson sang KATIE MOREY on his album "Home Again!", Vanguard LP VSD-79239, 1967; reissued as a CD 1996. Here is an excerpt transcribed from a couple of sound samples: I told her that her sister Nan That lived in yanders holler, Had sent for her to come down there And stay one half an hour. CHORUS: Teer da loddle lank thee I A, I O. As we was a-walkin' through the fields, She squeezed my hand with fear, sir. Said, "Mama, she has come this way, And she catch us here, sir! "If you will climb up yanders tree And see if she is near, sir, Then we'll go to that pretty grove, And court and sport an hour." |
Subject: Origins: Katey Morey From: Joe Offer Date: 27 Jun 22 - 03:36 PM Traditional Ballad Index entry: Katie Morey [Laws N24]DESCRIPTION: The singer tries to seduce Katie. He lures her into the woods and threatens to kill her if she will not submit. She seems to consent, but warns the youth to climb a tree until her father passes. She then insults him and runs away, leaving him far behindAUTHOR: unknown EARLIEST DATE: 1856 (Thompson-APioneerSongster) KEYWORDS: seduction bargaining trick escape rape FOUND IN: US(Ap,MA,MW,NE,SE) REFERENCES (15 citations): Laws N24, "Katie Morey" Bronson 112, "The Baffled Knight" (40 versions) -- but #26-33 (his Appendix A) are "The New-Mown Hay," which may be separate, and #34-#39 (his Appendix B) are "Katie Morey" [Laws N24] which is certainly separate Eddy-BalladsAndSongsFromOhio 19, "The Baffled Knight" (1 text, 1 tune, listed as Child #112 but clearly this piece) {Bronson's #39} Flanders-AncientBalladsTraditionallySungInNewEngland3, pp. 89-99, "The Baffled Knight" (5 texts, but the "A" text is from "The Charms of Melody" rather than tradition and "B-I" through "B-IV" are "Katie Morey" rather than "The Baffled Knight" [Child 112]) Sharp-EnglishFolkSongsFromSouthernAppalachians 115, "Katie Morey" (2 texts plus a fragment, 3 tunes) {Bronson's #34, #37, #35} Gardner/Chickering-BalladsAndSongsOfSouthernMichigan 161, "Kitty O'Noory" (1expurgated text, 1 tune) {Bronson's #36} Randolph/Legman-RollMeInYourArms II, pp. 594-597, "Katey Morey" (5 texts) Jones-MinstrelOfTheAppalachians-Bascom-Lamar-Lunsford, pp. 203-204, "Tumble Di I Dye Ding Dye A (Katy Morey)" (1 text, 1 tune) Cazden/Haufrecht/Studer-FolkSongsOfTheCatskills 129, "Katey Morey" (1 text, 1 tune) Thompson-APioneerSongster 3, "Katie Mora" (1 text) Thompson-BodyBootsAndBritches-NewYorkStateFolktales, pp. 411-413, "Katie Mora" (1 text) Lomax/Lomax-OurSingingCountry, pp. 122-124, "Katy Dorey" (1 text, 1 tune) Beck-FolkloreOfMaine, pp. 110-112, "Kitty O'Morey" (1 text, 1 tune) Sharp/Karpeles-EightyEnglishFolkSongs 52, "Katie Morey" (1 text, 1 tune) {Bronson's #34} DT (112), KATYMORY* Roud #674 RECORDINGS: Betty Garland, "Katy Dory" (on BGarland01) CROSS-REFERENCES: cf. "The Baffled Knight" [Child 112] ALTERNATE TITLES: Katie Dorie Miss Kitty O'Horey The Shrewd Maiden NOTES [102 words]: Authorities differ on whether this ballad, in either its polite or bawdy versions, is related to "The Baffled Knight" (Child 112). - EC As the notes to Bronson show, though, it is sometimes lumped with that ballad (e.g. by Eddy-BalladsAndSongsFromOhio). As always, readers are advised to check entries under Child #112 for completeness. I unhesitatingly agree with Laws in considering them separate. - RBW At least for Eddy-BalladsAndSongsFromOhio and Thompson-APioneerSongster, the singer reconsiders Katie's virtues after he is fooled, she consents to marry him, and they live happily "in love and passion." - BS Last updated in version 4.0 File: LN24 Go to the Ballad Search form Go to the Ballad Index Instructions The Ballad Index Copyright 2022 by Robert B. Waltz and David G. Engle. KATEY MOREY (Digital Tradition Lyrics) Come all you sly and crafty rogues, Come listen to my story: I'll tell you how I worked a plan To cheat one Katey Morey cho: With my whack! fol lathero, tathero, leathero, Whack! fol lathero, tathero lay. I went down to her father's house, Just like a clever fellow; I told her that the plums were ripe And just begun to mellow I told her that my sister Sue Was down in yonder bower, She wanted her to come down there And spend one half an hour [spoken] After I got her there in the bower- I told her that my sister Sue Knew nothing of the matter; "You must comply, or you must die! I have no time to flatter" My hand she squeezed, she seemed to be pleased, There's one thing more appeased her: "My father, he is coming this way, He will catch us here, sir! "But if you will strive to climb this tree While father's gone away, sir, Then we'll go down in yonder brake, There we'll sport and play, sir" Then I strove to climb the tree, Not being the least offended, Whilst Katey Morey stood at the roots To see how I ascended I twitched, I jerked, and made such work, It stuck right into my crop, sir, I cussed, I swore, my britches tore, Until I reached the top, sir Kate says to me, "You're up the tree, You look much like an owl, sir; You can eat your plums and crack your stones, And have your fun alone, sir" Kate, she heeled her over the plains Just like a maid distracted; I cussed, I swore at Katey More' To see how she had acted Next morning, when the sun come out, I wasn't the least offended; So I went to Kate and I married her, And now my britches get mended Now I've clumb the tallest tree That ever bore a plum, sir; We'll try the slip for grafting it, And see what fruit it'll be, sir My song is crossed up, I've sung enough, It's time to quit my rhyming: But every time Kate smiles at me, She makes me think of climbing Child #112 Roud-11 From Folk Songs of the Catskills,Cazden Haufrecht and Studer Collected from George and Dick Edwards Laws N24 @trick @marriage filename[ KATYMORY TUNE FILE: KATYMORY CLICK TO PLAY RG
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Katie Morey (from Doc Watson) From: Lighter Date: 27 Jun 22 - 09:03 PM Peggy Seeger sings the whole song here (on a classic album!): https://ewanmaccoll.bandcamp.com/track/katie-morey-american Watson's lyrics are printed here: https://www.musixmatch.com/lyrics/Doc-Watson/Katie-Morey Nicely done by Roger McGuinn: https://www.ibiblio.org/jimmy/folkden-wp/?p=7073 A version collected in Pennsylvania in 1857: http://www.bluegrassmessengers.com/katie-maury--hatfield-pa-1857-shoemaker.aspx |
Subject: ADD: Katie Morey (from Doc Watson) From: Joe Offer Date: 28 Jun 22 - 12:54 AM KATIE MOREY (as sung by Doc Watson) Come all you fellers from far and near, and listen to my story Goin' tell you about the plans I made to fool miss Katie Morey Teer-da-loddle-lank-thee-eye-ayy, ayy-eye-oh I went down to Miss Katie's house just like some clever feller And I told her that the plums and grapes were gettin' ripe and meller Teer-da-loddle-lank-thee-eye-ayy, ayy-eye-oh I told her that her sister Nan that lived in yander's holler Had sent for her to come down there and stay one half an hour Teer-da-loddle-lank-thee-eye-ayy, ayy-eye-oh As we was a-walkin' through the fields she squeezed my hand the fiercer Said, "Mama she has come this way and she will catch us here, sir" Teer-da-loddle-lank-thee-eye-ayy, ayy-eye-oh You will climb up yander's tree and see if she is near, sir Then we will go to that pretty grove and court and sport an hour Teer-da-loddle-lank-thee-eye-ayy, ayy-eye-oh Oh, how he heaved to climb that tree till he was nearly winded Miss Katie stood smiled and watched to see how high he ascended Teer-da-loddle-lank-thee-eye-ayy, ayy-eye-oh His heart was a-thumpin' in his breast, and the tree was gent-lie swayin' As he looked down Miss Katie smiled and he heared what she was sayin' Teer-da-loddle-lank-thee-eye-ayy, ayy-eye-oh Your ugly looks I do despise, you look just like an owl, sir You scratch down like you scratched up or I'm goin' back to the house sir Teer-da-loddle-lank-thee-eye-ayy, ayy-eye-oh Source: Musixmatch Songwriters: A. Doc Watson / Adopted / Dwight Greer Katie Morey lyrics © Universal Songs Of Polygram Int. Inc. Transcribed by one of "those sites" and corrected by me from this recording:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hv0zY9eQZLg |
Subject: RE: Origins: Katie Morey From: GUEST,babypix Date: 29 Jun 22 - 11:54 AM I know that Bob Gibson recorded this in the '50s before the Doc Watson version. https://open.spotify.com/track/19aOCJwgDdM1ga6RtXQonI#login https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vXmGbf5Cj50 |
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