American Old Time Song Lyrics: 43 Sweet Little Kate Mccoy
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 43
SWEET LITTLE KATE McCOY.
Copyright, 1891, by Broder & Schlam.
Words and Music by Ernest Hogan. Arranged by Geo. W. Hetzel.
Most ev'ry eve at half-past six a pretty little maid
comes tripping through this thoroughfare, as though she's not afraid;
Her eyes, so full of loving light, they fill my heart with joy:
How I would like to be her beau, this sweet little Kate McCoy.
Sweet little Kate, for you I'll wait, you are my heart's delight;
I love you so, I'll he your beau, my charming one so bright.
Your pouting lips I'd like to kiss, you fill my heart with joy:
My idol divine, say you will be mine, my sweet little Kate McCoy
She works up in a milliner's, this dainty little queen;
For trimming hats she can't be beat, the sweetest ever seen.
If I could only win her heart and be her only joy,
My soul would be in paradise with sweet little Kate McCoy.- Chorus.