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No. 6 - Song - Jack - "Kitty Grey."
| Jack: | One little head, with heaps of hair Weaving a crown above it; One little forehead, white and fair, Frowns when I say I love it. Eyes that can speak a sudden call, Sparkle and shyly drop there; One little sweetest mouth of all — How I should like to stop there! Kitty, Kitty, Kitty, Kitty Grey, With her pretty, pretty, pretty way; And I'd give all London city, Just to win a kiss of Kitty, Little Kitty, Kitty, Kitty Grey. |
| White little neck with cluster'd curls, Rising from frame of laces; How I would ring it round with pearls, Follow'd by fond embraces! Slim little waist that takes a curve, Finer than ever tree did — Couldn't I find an arm to serve, Dear, if a belt was needed? Kitty, Kitty, Kitty, Kitty Grey, With her pretty, pretty, pretty way; And I'd give the world to hold her, With my arm about her shoulder, Little Kitty, Kitty, Kitty Grey. |
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| Two little dainty dancing feet, Over the world men know them, Moved with the merry music's beat, Treading our hearts below them, Oh, how they trip on airy toes, Light as a dipping daisy; Suddenly, flash! and up one goes, Making the whole house crazy! Kitty, Kitty, Kitty, Kitty Grey, With her pretty, pretty, pretty way; For she dances like a feather, And she's perfect altogether, Little Kitty, Kitty, Kitty Grey. Kitty Grey, Kitty Grey, Kitty Grey. |
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Page modified 2 January 2017