Goldfinch (1)/Sweet Kitty Clover

Sweet Kitty Clover

Oh, sweet Kitty Clover, she bothers me so,
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
Oh, sweet Kitty Clover, she bothers me so,
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
Her cheeks are round, and red, and fat,
Like a pulpit cushion, and redder than that.
Oh, sweet Kitty Clover, she bothers me so,
Oh, oh, oh, oh !

Sweet Kitty in person is rather low,
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
Sweet Kitty in person is rather low,
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
She's three feet high, and that I prize;
She‘s just a fit wife for a man of my size.
Oh, sweet Kitty Clover, she bothers me so,
Oh, oh, oh, oh!

Where Kitty resides I’m sure to go,
Oh, oh, oh. oh!
Where Kitty resides I’m sure to go,
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
One moonlight night, when—oh, what bliss!
Through a hole in the window she gave me a kiss,
Oh, sweet Kitty Clover she bothers me so,
Oh, oh, oh, oh!

If Kitty to church with me would go,
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
If Kitty to church with me would go,
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
I think I would never be bothered again,
If after the parson she'd say, Amen.
Then Kitty would ne'er again bother me so,
Oh, oh, oh, oh !