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Lyr Req: Kitty McGee

Tim Tyson 18 Dec 96 - 12:31 PM
George Seto - af221@chebucto.ns.ca 03 Sep 01 - 01:08 PM
wysiwyg 03 Sep 01 - 02:24 PM
George Seto - af221@chebucto.ns.ca 03 Sep 01 - 03:17 PM
wysiwyg 03 Sep 01 - 03:27 PM
George Seto - af221@chebucto.ns.ca 09 Sep 01 - 01:36 PM
Malcolm Douglas 09 Sep 01 - 03:31 PM
GUEST,JT Pearse 11 Mar 17 - 08:21 PM
Jim Dixon 15 Mar 17 - 09:16 AM
Jim Dixon 15 Mar 17 - 09:51 AM
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Subject: Lyrics: Kitty McGee
From: Tim Tyson
Date: 18 Dec 96 - 12:31 PM

Hi!

I'm looking for the lyrics to a Tommy Makem/Clancy brothers song called "Kitty McGee". It starts like this:

I've kissed and courted them all,
Gentle and simple, short and medium and tall,
But I've kept my merry heart free
'Till it was stolen by sweet Kitty McGee.
Her smilin'face, her slender waist,
Her lips could tempt a saint, it is,
Sure it was small blame to me
To lose me heart to Kitty McGee.

I need the SECOND and THIRD verses, since the tape I had the song on was eaten by my car stereo.

Can anyone please help me? Thanks!


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Subject: Lyr Add: KITTY MCGEE
From: George Seto - af221@chebucto.ns.ca
Date: 03 Sep 01 - 01:08 PM

Kitty McGee
(traditional)

I've kissed and courted them all,
Gentle and simple; short and medium and tall.
But I kept my weary soul free,
'Til it was stolen most by Kitty McGee.
Her darling face, her slender waist,
Her lips would tempt a saint to taste.
Sure it was small blame for me,
To fall in love with Kitty McGee.
 
'Twas down at Ballina Fair,
Colleens and boys were gaily trippin' out there.
And I was on a spree,
'Til my heart was struck by Kitty McGee.
Her dance so neat, her steps so sweet,
Wild and free, on two white feet.
Gliding like a swan to sea,
Handsome, winsome, Kitty McGee.
 
Oh, now I'm pining away,
Singing from dawn to dusk and wasting away.
Like a lone dove on a tree,
Singing the laurels through for Kitty McGee.
Darling dear, this rogue is near,
Say the words I'm dying to hear.
Tell me now that mine you'll be,
Handsome, winsome Kitty McGee.


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Subject: RE: Lyrics: Kitty McGee
From: wysiwyg
Date: 03 Sep 01 - 02:24 PM

George, do you have a source for the harvestors?

~S~


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Subject: RE: Lyrics: Kitty McGee
From: George Seto - af221@chebucto.ns.ca
Date: 03 Sep 01 - 03:17 PM

I got it off a web-page today. USed a search engine, and found it on a page of Irish Lyrics. Want the url?


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Subject: RE: Lyrics: Kitty McGee
From: wysiwyg
Date: 03 Sep 01 - 03:27 PM

George,

I think a citation would be nice especially if the webpage gave any more info. Love to see URL as well-- always looking for good bookmarks.

~S~


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Subject: RE: Lyrics: Kitty McGee
From: George Seto - af221@chebucto.ns.ca
Date: 09 Sep 01 - 01:36 PM

There wasn't much there. I found it again. Here you go

http://members.tripod.com/~OMalleys_March/lyrics.htm


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Subject: Lyr/Tune Add: KITTY MAGEE (sung by Tommy Makem)
From: Malcolm Douglas
Date: 09 Sep 01 - 03:31 PM

The following is from  The official website of Tommy Makem and the Makem Brothers, which wasn't available at the time of the original request.  There are enough textual differences for it to be worth posting in addition to the above.


KITTY MAGEE
(Traditional; as sung by Tommy Makem)

I've kissed and courted them all, gentle and simple, short and medium and tall,
But kept a merry heart free, 'till it was stole unknownst by Kitty Magee.
Her smiling face, her slender waist, her lips would tempt a saint to taste;
Oh, sure it was small blame to me to lose my heart to Kitty Magee.

'Twas down at Ballina Fair, colleens and boys were gaily stepping it there,
And I the soul of the spree, when I set eyes on Kitty Magee.
Her smile so sweet, her step so neat, hide and seek her two little feet;
Gliding just like a swan at sea, went handsome, winsome Kitty Magee.

And now I'm dreaming all day, sighing from dark to dawn and wasting away
Like a lone bird on a tree, sighing the long hours through for Kitty Magee.
Oh, darling dear, the shrove is near, say the words I'm dying to hear;
Promise me mine you soon will be, handsome, winsome Kitty Magee.


The song appeared on Songs of Tommy Makem (Tradition Records 1044) and doubtless on other records; no information is given as to previous source.  An entry at Andrew Kuntz's  The Fiddler's Companion  includes the following :

KITTY McGEE/MAGEE (Caitilin Ni Micaeda).  AKA and see "Picking Up Sticks."  Irish, New England; Jig.  D Major (most versions): B Flat Major (Stanford/Petrie).  Standard.  AB (Stanford/Petrie): AABB (most versions).

(A list of notated examples follows, together with the following abc, apparantly with no source specified)

T:Kitty McGee
L:1/8
M:6/8
K:D
d2d AFA|d3 efg|f2d e2d|cec ABc|d2d AFA|d3 efg|f2d e2c|ddd d2A:|
|:d2f agf|e2f g3|f2d e2d|cec A3|aaa g2f|e2f g3|f2d e2c|ddd d2A:|

This is not exactly the tune as sung by Makem, but is clearly a close variant.  Obviously, the repeats should be ignored for singing.


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Subject: Lyr Add: KITTY McGEE
From: GUEST,JT Pearse
Date: 11 Mar 17 - 08:21 PM

I believe THIS is the full lyric to Kitty McGee:

I've kissed and courted them all,
Gentle and simple, short, and medium and tall;
But kept a merry heart free,
Till it was stole unknownst by Kitty McGee.
Her smiling face, her slender waist,
Her lips would tempt a saint to taste;
Sure, it was small blame to me
To lose my heart to Kitty McGee.

'Twas down at Ballina Fair,
Colleens and boy were gaily stepping it there;
And I, the soul of the spree,
Till I set eyes on Kitty McGee.
Her smile so sweet, her step so neat,
Hide and seek, her two little feet;
Gliding just like a swan at sea
Went handsome, winsome, Kitty McGee.

And now i'm dreaming all day,
Sighing from dawn to dark and wasting away;
Like a lone bird on a tree,
Sighing the long hours through for Kitty McGee.
At dance or wake no sport I make;
Home or out no pleasure I take;
Nothing at all I hear or see
But makes me think of Kitty McGee.

Oh, how will I anyone face,
Kitty athlone, if you don't pity my case?
'Tis tired of living I'll be
If I can't win my darling Kitty McGee!
Darlin' dear, the Shrove is near,
Say the words I'm dying to hear;
Promise me mine you soon will be,
Handsome, winsome Kitty McGee!


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Subject: Lyr Add: KITTIE McGEE (E. Cook, 1882)
From: Jim Dixon
Date: 15 Mar 17 - 09:16 AM

A different song with the same title, from the sheet music at The Library of Congress (I have tried to preserve the dialect spellings exactly as printed. Note there is even some inconsistency in her name!):


KITTIE McGEE : IRISH BALLAD
Words and music by E. Cook, author of the beautiful song "Constancy"
Portland, Oregon: Wiley B. Allen, 1882.

1. Sweet Kittie McGee is me own little darlint,
With footstep as light as her heart, and as free,
And I'm sure that I love her jist all I am able,
And she oft with a kiss said she dearly loved me.
But now I am from her across the wide ocean,
I wonder so oft, Does she still think of me:
And me heart always answers She'l never forget ye,
She'l be true to ye ever will Kittie McGee.

CHORUS: Oh yes! how I love her my own little darlint,
And some day I'll bring her from over the sea!
And I'll do all I can for to make her so happy,
Me own little darlint, Sweet Kittie McKee.

2. The day that I left her, how sad she was feeling,
Because I was coming so far o'er the brine.
But she gave me a kiss, And with both her arms round me,
She made me the promise she'd ever be mine;
And now I can toil with a heart light and merry,
For ye see I'm so sure that she's waiting for me,
And she'l never forget me, her great awkward "Barney,"
For she looks at the heart, does sweet Kittee McGee.

3. When I go for to bring her O wont we be happy,
How trusting she'l feel and how proud I shall be,
And thin when I show her our nate little cottage,
It will pay for her waiting, sweet Kittie McGee.
And no matter how humble love will make it a palace,
And she'l feel like a Queen in her home on the lea:
And I'll do all I can for to make her so happy,
Me own little darlint, Sweet Kittie McGee.


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Subject: Lyr Add: KITTY McGEE (Henry Tucker, 1871)
From: Jim Dixon
Date: 15 Mar 17 - 09:51 AM

Yet another, from Henry De Marsan's New Comic and Sentimental Singer's Journal, No. 51, (New York: Henry De Marsan, 1871), page 371:

KITTY McGEE
Song and chorus by Henry Tucker
The Music can be obtained at the popular Music-Store of Frederick Blume, 1125 Broadway, New-York.

1. Oh, fare you well, darling; I leave you tomorrow.
I'm going to take sail for the land of the free.
Our parting is sad but, dear, dry up your sorrow.
Oh, why do you grieve me thus, Kitty McGee?
Do you think I'll forget? That I'll ere prove unfaithful?
Oh, no, darling, I'll only love you the more.
I'll write to you weekly; I'll send you my picture,
And I'll pray for my Kitty, the one I adore.

CHORUS: Oh, Kitty McGee, with my whole heart I love you.
For you I am going across the dark sea.
I'll work for you, pray for you, bless you forever,
And lovingly pray for you, bless you forever,*
And lovingly wait for my Kitty McGee, oh, Kitty McGee.

2. I'll work with a will and I'll save all my money.
I'll not touch a drop of old poteen or beer.
I'll go to church Sunday and go to work Monday,
And send you the money to bring you on there.
I'll buy me a hut and I'll buy all that's in it,
And when you are ready to sail o'er the sea,
Just write me a letter and say that you're coming,
And I'll wait for my darling, my Kitty McGee.


* I wonder if this line was inserted by mistake.


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Subject: Lyr Add: WINNIE'S WELCOME (Will Emmett, ~1879)
From: Jim Dixon
Date: 17 Mar 17 - 10:34 PM

From The Elocutionist's Journal: A Repository of the Choicest Standard and Current Pieces for Readings and Declamation, No. 26, (New York: May, 1879), page 5:

[No explanation for the title is given.]


WINNIE'S WELCOME
Poem by Will Emmett

Well, Shamus, what brought ye? It's dead, sure, I thought ye.
What's kept ye this fortnight from calling on me?
Stop there! Don't be lyin'; it's no use denyin'.
I know you've been waitin' on Kitty Magee.

She's ould and she's homely; there's girls young and comely
Who've loved you much longer and better than she,
But, 'deed I'm not carin'; I'm glad I've no share in
The love of a boy who'd love Kitty Magee.

Away! I'm not cryin'; your charge I'm denyin'.
You're wrong to attribute such weakness to me.
If tears I am showin', I'd have ye be knowin'
They're shed out of pity for Kitty Magee.

For mane an' consated, wid pride overweighted,
Cold, heartless and brutal she'll find ye to be.
When ye she'll be gettin', she'll soon be regrettin'
She e'er changed her name from plain Kitty Magee.

What's that? Am I dhramin'? You've only been shammin',
Just thryin' to test the affection in me;
But you're the sly divil! There, now! Plase be civil.
Don't hug me to death; I'm not Kitty Magee.

Your kisses confuse me: well, I'll not refuse ye.
I know you'll be tindher and lovin' wid me.
To show my conthrition for doubts and suspicion,
I'll ax for first bridesmaid Miss Kitty Magee.


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Subject: Lyr Add: KITTY MAGEE (F. A. Fahy, ~1843)
From: Jim Dixon
Date: 17 Mar 17 - 11:37 PM

A musical arrangement for voice and piano can be seen in Songs of the Four Nations: A Collection of Old Songs of the People of England, Scotland, Ireland and Wales edited by Harold Boulton, (London: J. B. Cramer & Co., 1843), page 204:

I have boldfaced the words that are different from those posted by JT Pearse, above.


KITTY MAGEE
Words by F. A. Fahy, old Irish air.

I've kissed and courted them all,
Gentle and simple, short, and medium and tall;
But kept a merry heart free,
Till it was stole unknownst by Kitty Magee.
Her laughing face, her slender waist,
Her lips might tempt a saint to taste;
Oh, sure it was small blame to me
To lose my heart to Kitty Magee.

'Twas down at Ballina fair,
Cailins and boys were gaily tripping it there;
And I, the soul of the spree,
When I set eyes on charming Kitty Magee.
Her smile so sweet, her step so neat,
Hide and seek, her two little feet;
Gliding like a swan at sea,
Handsome, winsome, Kitty Magee.

And now i'm dreaming all day,
Sighing from dark to dawn and wasting away;
Like a lone bird on a tree,
Pining the long hours through for Kitty Magee.
At dance or wake no sport I make;
Home or out no pleasure I take;
Nothing at all I hear or see
But makes me think of Kitty Magee.

Oh, how will I anyone face,
Kitty asthore, if you don't pity my case?
'Tis tired of living I'll be
If I don't win my darling Kitty Magee!
Oh! whisper dear, the Shrove is near,
Say the word I'm dying to hear;
Promise me soon my own you'll be,
Roguish, coaxing Kitty Magee!


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