Precious Catherine.

Twas a fine and pleasant evening It being in the month of may I spied a pretty damsel As she slowly came my way From the moment that I saw her I knew she was meant for me She had captured my poor heart and I had no wish to be free I had no wish to be free Athena and Diana must be jealous of her name Her beauty it is such poor Venus hangs her head in shame Apollo and brave Paris they both worship at her feet And her smile could even make the mighty Heracles go weak Could make brave Heracles go weak Her auburn hair reflects the beauty of her hazel eyes Her gentle laugh I’ll swear could charm the birds out of the skies For her I’d sail the seven seas And I’d dance upon the wind I’d walk barefoot through eternity for my precious Catherine For my precious Catherine .