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Chorus:
Lye too-lye ring-dee-ring-dum. Lye too-lye ring-dee-ring.
2 I went down to Katy's house, Just like a clever feller;
I told her that the peaches and plums Was getting ripe and meller*
3 I told her that I suited her, I was not trying to flatter;
I told her that her sister Sal Knowed nothing of the matter.
4 I did not have to ask her twice, She put on her best bonnet.
My heart was beating very fast, As 'cross the fields we ran it.
5 "It's now we're here alone, And no one knows the matter; It's you must die or else comply, For I've no time to flatter."
6 Katy seemed quite pleased, my hand she squeezed: "There's but one thing I fear, sir,
Is that my father may come this way, And he would find us here, sir,
7 "But if you'll climb the highest tree, That rises in this bower,
And if my father keeps away, We'll spend a happy hour."
8 Katy stood at the foot of the tree, Until I had ascended:
"It's you may get down the way you got up, For now your fun is ended,"
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